Them: Okay, I've liked him for about a
month now, it's time I tell him! Me: Day 76,435 and I still am watching from this
bush. Soon, I will approach him. Soon.
Mine is the school's track star. He's tall with beautiful
dark hair and these brown eyes that are kind, but troubled. His
birthday is in April. He's a year older than me. We meet in a
freshman/sophmore Honor's Biology class. He has a quirky
sense of humor. His smile is sweet. He blushes a lot. He has long
eyelashes. His laugh is contagious. He's athletic. He likes
hot chocolate, but hates coffee. He likes to give gifts, rather
than recieve. He likes talking to aldults. He has a calm
dispostion. He knows how to fly a plane. He claims he's gonna
marry me. He has three older sisters. He's adopted. He likes
hugs. Likes dogs better than cats. He smells like cologne,
summer, and clean clothes.
....feel free to comment and tell me something about him or
her....
i
secretly like getting assigned seats in school because it takes
away
that awkward“i have
no friends in this class where the f.ck am i gonna
sit” factor.
However, I can notice other butts. They can be nice
too. But your
butt is my favourite butt. It’s the nicest butt. Because
it’s mine. And I can touch it.