I can finally understand why people called crushes, crushes. Because like the name, it crushes your soul 24/7. Believe me, I know, considering I have one myself.
And no, it's not a walk in the park or, even a picnic. More like a walk in the most dangerous forest and a picnic ruined by angry red ants. If you don't really know what i'm getting at, I'll just say it: having crushes fucking suck.
Even more when its unrequited. God I hate that word so much. If I had a choice to change the definition I'd change it to a one-sided love that involves a pathetic girl that's too stupid to realize that the person she likes will never like her but can't help it. Yes, it may not be the most legit definitions like the ones out there but it's practically the same as the one we have now so no complaining.
I can go on and on about how crushes is one of the worst things to have and just terrible in gereral but there are the times when life freaking sucks and all I can do is lean back on it. The fluffy feeling of just the thought of him. When I'm lying in my bed and drift off I know I'll be in a nice and warm place in my head.
Those reasons might just be why I can't stop having a crush. And why it's always him I have it with. So you might imagine why my friends (more like friend because she's the only person that will put up with me except for my family, but I mean c'mon, they have to) doesn't really undertand.
