That feeling you get when you admit to yourself that you like someone, but don’t wanna tell that person because you don’t know if they’re on the same page or not. Yeah, that feeling .. I hate that. Maybe it’s not the right time to be thinking about boys and alla that shit that comes along with it? Who am i kidding .. I see this guy every fucking day. Every fucking morning, every fucking noon. It’s gonna be so hard to get over this lil infatuation, I can do it .. hopefully.