They don't call it a crush just because... Haha, nah, that's like, sooooo original.
I have MAJOR jealousy issues, as some of my friends may know...
There's this one guy I like.
I like they way the skin under his eyes wrinkle a bit when he smiles, his short and cute choppy laughs. His figure is framed just perfectly, and he possesses the cutest grin. When I see him, my heart skips a beat. Butterflies grow in my stomach, and when I try to talk to him, I stutter and ruin everything. Yesterday, I saw him getting hugged by a bunch of high school girls. And, I got insanely jealous. BECAUSE HE'S HANGING OUT WITH A BUNCH OF FUCKING HOT GIRLS. But, who I was hanging out with, made sure that I wasn't hurt, and talked to me. Now, no matter how MUCH I wanted to talk about how much I hated people, I "ignored" the fact that my biggest crush was getting hugged by hot girls, and I hung out with them.
Reflection time:
Does anyone ever tell you to hang out with your friends when your thinking about your crush or jealous over them? Yes? No? Do it. It really helps. Ignore the TOTAL merge to go on a rant about your crush, and live your life with the people who appreciate you. It REALLY helps.
So, I would like to give a shoutout to some great friends, @mlabero , and @sammycottoncandy They have been with me to laugh about my ridiculous rants, my horrid spasms when I'm jealous. They've gotten me through everything! mlabero has taught me about honesty, and working together. sammycottoncandy has taught me about being myself, and not worrying about what others think.
Stick with your friends guys. There the best thing in the world. (Besides your family)
TAG 2 PEOPLE!!!! LIST YOUR FAVORITE MEMORIES, OR YOUR TIMES WITH YOUR CRUSH THAT WENT HORRIBLY ARWY!!!!!
Bye guys, don't die
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Reality Checks // WARNING VERY DEEP AND DARK
Non-FictionA journal, logging every damn second of my life. Well, not literally. Read this to learn from my own mistakes, things that I've seen, how I cope with stuff, and to get a laugh. Some chapters will be personal, but I decided to share them, to share...
