September 1st
Dear Crush,
I just met you. And you are cute! You've got the most dreamy eyes in the whole world, and- oh. You probably already know all this stuff. Every girl before me must have told you, because you are sweet, cute and so caring. But unlike the other girls. I don't got guts and I'm not what you would call eye spotting ether. I'm more like the girl in the back of the class with few friends that no one notices. That's me.
I finally got to go to the school I've been dreaming of forever. I end up embarrassing myself way to many times, but I meet you. But I'm probably positive sure that you have no clue who I am. Or look a second time at me.
I am a weird girl. I hopeless girl. And messed up. I give up.
~K~
YOU ARE READING
Dear Crush
General FictionHey. This is a journal. All about you. My crush. But you'll never see it. Because I'll never give it to you.
