every time I told him to stop tapping on my shoulder, scaring me, or playing with my earrings: I secretly liked it, but I didn't want him to know. I've liked him for a long time, but I didn't tell him sooner because he was with another girl and I wasn't sure how he would react to me saying that he's cute, has hair that covers his eyes and flops just the right way, but he acts like a kid at times and his height is so creepy I don't think I could go out with him I kept giving him hints every time he sat with me on the bus, but he was too much of a moron figure out that I liked him
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I was around a group of people but without a decent friend the year before. This year, I'm hanging out with a cute, nice, and nerdy freshman that acts better than the guy I really like. I know he likes me because he asked me if I would go out with him, he actually talks to me, and he wanted my phone number he used to be unattractive and mad looking, but now he looks like a normal guy with long brown hair that sometimes covers his eyes and hair on the side of his face we might even be seen together at homecoming
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Poetrya collection of songs/poems that i've written about life,boys,and other random things *not intended for the "innocent"