So that boy I've been mad crushing on since the moment we met is still in the picture. And by in the picture I mean he texts or calls me every night and I see him several times a week. I smile when I'm with him and I smile when I think of him.
Something interesting is taking shape it seems. I think this boy likes me. I think he might like-like me. Yes, I am mentally still in elementary school. He makes me remember that feeling of having a crush on a boy in your 4th grade class. Light, childlike, innocent. Which is strange because we are basically goths emotionally. But there's a magic I'm feeling and he must be feeling it too if he's texting every day, despite his semi guardedness, which is melting off more and more each day.
I may like to fall in love if I haven't already. I really want him, and I haven't wanted anyone this much for awhile. For reasons that are so obvious we are drawn to each other. I'm going to stick around to see what happens. I'm too intrigued by finding someone like this not to. This boy, I tell you whut. It's exciting that it appears mutual. And honestly I don't know how it couldn't go any other way. I found a deep one. A communicator. *orgasm* And oh look who just texted me. Gotto go, tee hee.
3:08 a.m. - 2016-06-03