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I had this best friend in fifth grade and when we graduated elementary school I asked her out for everybody and graduation she said no I'm not going on I was a menace to society
Find my favorite is kind of recent so last year was the size of the guy for like eight months I snapped him and stuff and he like snap me back so I was so delusional I thought you liked me and so now I'm over him and he's like my best friend
Because I saved a bunch of my snaps like I'm in my memories and I literally kept the pop-up from a year ago and look back on it so I have everything and he literally just give me a noise like oh my God hi like we're friends we're not I never told him anyways so you know whatever
I knew I was messed up when I realized I'm like that, so like, my friend, my crush was talking to this other girl, I was eyeing them and he looked at me and he smirked and then he walked off with her and I started giggling.
Bro, when I was little, he grabbed my hand and he like hit me. But for real, him playing with my hair and trying to fucking braid it, Even though he know damn well he can't fucking breathe.
Or whatsoever when he let me say on him like legit sit on his fucking lap his leg. I watched the movie for five seconds until the teacher said, it's time to make cookies.
When I was in the seventh grade, there was this girl who was really good at art, and by the way, she ended up being my girlfriend in eighth grade, but that's not the point. She drew my crush at the time, and we called him Jimmy, and I said, give me the picture at me and he knew.