I hate having “crushes”. It makes me vulnerable to getting hurt, it makes me open to opening myself up to that person and looking foolish. It makes me tear all my walls down. It makes me the most jealous bitch you’ve ever seen. It makes me forget about anything and everything when I’m around that person. It makes me completely aware of the hurt I’m predicting will happen and hoping for the best and expecting the worst. It makes me look at that person and not see anybody else around. It’s a scary feeling.
this explains me perfectly right now in every way.
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POSTED Sunday June 19th
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