A note: I've had no motivation to work on pen, but I will get to it eventually. Here's something interesting about my love life instead-
Sorry-
Back in elementary school there was this boy I'll call... something not close to his real name... Cerulean.
And I thought (key word is thought) that I had a crush on him. My friends were always asking who I liked, and my mind went to Cerulean.
Okay, I'm not ashamed to say he's kind of cute-
But way back then, we were kind of sort of mutual friends. (We talked about assaulting Minecraft villagers?)
For a long time, I've been like yeah, I have a crush on Cerulean.
*aggressively slams hand down on my desk*
wELL! I dOn'T!
The day was... a day. The time was second period. We were putting journals away...
This is going to sound really boring but we both were like "the journals are so freaking messy! this must be fixed!"
And um-
I honestly have just wanted to be Cerulean's friend for these four fricking years
It took us oRgANiZiNG jOUrNalS for me to realize this
I'm such an idiot. And now I've associated myself with someone I essentially flirted with by threating to crack his neck but that's a different story-
(I was sitting behind him at lunch one day and my brain was all "Cerulean's cute! Go talk to him!". Shut up, brain.)
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