Best Crush Quotes This Week




a lot of my life

has been realizing that i would

cross oceans

for people who wouldn't

jump puddles for me



 
Too ugly tdatattractive people,

Too attractive tdatuglpeople.




NOT FRIENDS, NOT EMEMIES
JUST SOME STRANGERS WITH

SOME MEMORIES



 


In computer class.
Crush: How do you do this format stuff for the text omg? It's so complicated!
Me (thinking): Oh yes this is my chance to talk to him!
Me: Here, it's actually easy! Just do this: Open up an HTML Edit tab, open up a HTML Color tab, and also open up Microsoft Word if you want for the fonts! Now, you need to first start off with a code like this: 
<span style="font-family:tahoma,geneva,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size:44px; color: #00000"></span>. Right between the span thing and font size you put your text in! In the # thing, open the color tab and copy the code in! If you want spaces, put </br>. If you want letter spacing, use the letter spacing code: letter-spacing: -1px. Remember, negative numbers make your text more squished together! Also, if you want your text to have a shadow, do: text-shadow: 0px 0px 2px #000000! Oh, and then after you've got all that, you need to transfer the text by dragging it from your HTML Edit tab to the tab you want to put it on! But that's just the basics. Easy!
Crush: ...what the

when i was ten,
my heart was too big for my body
and there was this boy in my class who i hated
because his hair was stupid and his smile was stupid
and i couldn't speak properly when he was around.
i found out he liked my best friend
and that made me feel a bit hollow inside
so i crinkled my nose and hated him more
even when he tried to talk to me.
(have you ever hated someone that way?)

when i was eleven
our teacher sat us next to each other in class.
we laughed at everything with our eyes
and everyone else got annoyed
i'd lie in bed texting him until i fell asleep
(his hair was still stupid.)

when i was twelve,
i was freefalling into destruction,
but he could still make me smile
even when it hurt my heart to do it.
my dad was dying and my skin was scarred,
but he told stupid jokes that made it go away.
(maybe i dotted the i in his name with a heart.)

when i was thirteen,
we only had one class together,
but we sat together every single lesson
and drew on each others' hands
and the teacher thought we were dating.
i liked another guy for most of that year.
(i never told anyone that i liked the first boy, too.)

when i was fourteen,
i dated a tall guy who i didn't like
because i didn't want to admit that maybe i was in love with my best friend,
who made fun of my boyfriend mercilessly.
i dumped him, but i never told him why.

i'm almost fifteen,
and my heart is still too big for my body.
these are all the things i'll never tell him.


 

How roll call will go in the future:

Teacher: Welcome to class students! Please say 'here' when I call your name.
Teacher: Albus
Albus: Here!
Teacher: Doctor
Doctor: Oh, yes, um, hello. I can't talk at the moment, time's gone wibbly. Probably leave a message at the tone or something.
Teacher: Um... okay? Hermione
Hermione: Yes, I'm here! And when's our first test? I've been studying all Summer and-
Red-headed boy in class: Oh my god, Hermione, shut up!
Teacher: And you must be Ron! Okay then, Primrose
Primrose: Here
Random girl in back of class: I VOLUNTEER!!!
Teacher: And I see Katniss has made it today as well, welcome.
Blonde boy: Katniss is here?! Yes! Her Katniss, try this bread I baked this morning!
Brunette boy: Oh, you'd better keep your hands off her! She's my best friend! We go hunting together!
Teacher: Peeta! Gale! Stop fighting over Katniss and sit down.
Teacher: Rory
Doctor: Oh, Rory died yesterday, ma'am. But he should be back again tomorrow.
Teacher: Oh...kay? And lastly, Draco.
Draco: I'm LAST?! My father will hear about this!

 

 Dear boys,

if she gets shoved into you,

she likes you






Whatt if I ever do get a boyfriend?
I wouldn't know what to do
What do they eat?
How often do they need to be walked?



 







You hear a noise.
It's a soft clink followed by footsteps in your yard. You spring to your feet, and race to the door. Flinging it open wide, you race to your backyard. There, you see one thing, and one thing only: a spilled milkshake. Happy tears fill your eyes as you gingerly pick up the milkshake. The wind blows your hair back as you stare off into the sunset and whisper softly to yourself: The boys were here.







 
Please don't flirt with people I secretly like.
It's rude and disrespectful.
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