I like Male1 an itsybitsy tinnyweeny bit too much. Just a bit, sometimes. But most of the times, I like him just right.. or not exactly too much at all.

Get my drift?



It's not exactly hopeless, see? It's just that the chances are not above 50%. He's living his world, and I'm living mine. We are so effing different. And he's not what I'm looking for.


I just, I don't know... Like him.



Besides. We're so better off as friends.


I know these statements sound like those cheezy lits where we actually end up together, but it's not actually. Ack. I just like him, and that makes me smile. I guess that's enough.


I love life though.


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I'm hanging out with the boys lots today. And the girls too. Everything's just perfect. Balance. Peace. :* Love you self.