I love that feeling of having a ‘crush’. Asking your friends about him, looking for him in the hallways, and your heart skipping a beat when you see him; and then hating yourself afterwards for not saying something cooler than what you said. The adrenaline rush when you see he wrote on your wall, or texted you- or commented on your status or even praised you on your photos and the back and forth debating that goes on in your head on whether he likes you or not. And lets not forget being tired every morning because you were up all night listening to every love song on your phone and making a playlist just for him. I love it. I entertained myself using that way. Crushing and get over them. That's it. Fullstop. Ahh it's not that easy. Believe me.
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