welcome to the mess

this is where I rant about my crushes/squishes haha

[thatsthat24]

And the #ShoutoutSunday for this week is dedicated to every single marvelous “Mia” in existence!! 🎼 Hope you all had a great week!

[and-i-keep-trying]

Brb gonna go cry

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You like Me!

You! Wonderful, amazing You!

Like Me! Disaster, bitch Me!

Oh I'm conflicted on a bunch of stuff, but I know I like you

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You're straight, that much I know.

So even if you don't like him, it'll never happen.

I'm sure you do love him though, the universe hates me like that.

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I love talking to you. You've given me your number, I'll text you tomorrow. You're like me, which is lovely.

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He is going to give you his love letter on Tuesday, and my heart is breaking.

You are going to love It, I made sure of that. I basically wrote the fucking letter. I won a toy at the hook a duck for him to give to You, I gave him ideas on dates and what to say to make you fall in love.

A Marvel movie marathon as a date? How could You refuse?

I'll play my part, I'll smile and laugh and be supportive. No one has to know but the only other two people I've told. He will treat you right, I'll make sure of it.

At least I'll have you around for two more days, then you're off with him. But he loves you almost as much as I do, he has said so too many times to count. He missed you when you weren't around, probably as much as me.

He even tried listening to your favourite songs, and even though he hated them he has them on his playlist. Like me I suppose, I delved back into my emo days for you.

You're going to be so fucking happy, and it hurts so bad. I'll be singing sad songs for weeks.

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You said you'd never fight someone, even if they punch you. What you dont know is that the exact second the words came out of your mouth, I was 100% prepared to be there to fight anyone who even looks at you the wrong way.

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Am I gonna make playlists for my current crushes/squishes??? Yeh

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I know I'm being rude, ignoring you and that, but I'm sCAREDD. It's horrible and I feel guilty, but I'd rather be like this than you get to know me and only be disappointed.

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I don't think you really like me much. I catch you staring, but I'm no better really. I don't think I've even said hi to you in the morning, let alone properly chatted with you.

You're funny and cool, [REDACTED], hopefully one day I'll be cool enough to actually say hi.

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It's gone from a scary, new thing to a gentle comfortable ache in my lower back. It's regular, it's familiar, and it will either pass or grow.

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I want to hold your hand and take you to parks to make daisy chains whilst I sing you love songs.

I'm becoming disgustingly sappy.

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I can't have you, even if you did like me back.

The other one who likes you is so devoted, so gentle and kind in a way I'll never be able to show.

They would treat you right.

They could gift you the universe, yet the only thing I could give you is a couple melancholy love songs and daisy chains.

I just have to face that I could never love you the way you deserve to be loved, but they can. So I'll push my feelings aside and gently guide you toward them.

[and-i-keep-trying]

I heard you like Elvis and Psychology, and so (naturally) I'm going to sing an Elvis song for the end of year concert and read my Psychology book where you could possibly see me.

Ugh why do i wanna be your friend so bad

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I'm glad you like having me around as much as I do.

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I hope you think I'm a good person.

I hope you don't believe what those people say about me.

I hope you're as nice and funny as I hear/hope you are.

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I can barely breathe when you're around. I can't talk or laugh or sing when you're around because I seek your approval on everything.

It's pathetic.

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You probably think I'm dumb and that I'm a horrible person who doesn't care about anything or anyone.

But I hope you, somehow someday, know that I think you're just really fuckin cool and that if you ever change your mind I would love to be your friend for the short amount of school time we have left.