I Am a Closet Lesbian
5th grade. 6th grade. 7th grade. 8th grade. Forever.
I have a crush on this girl name Alex. She's real pretty, looks white, has super long soft pure blonde hair. She's witty, and a great person to hang around with. Guys are always attracted to her. Even my current boyfriend.
She's s*xy, confident, and purely amazing.
Yesterday, despite having a boyfriend, I asked her out.
Today, I asked her if she heard what I said yesterday.
We had an quick hug, and she said no. Our hug was different.
Am I overreacting?
Alex, I love you. But I'm strait. And have a boyfriend. But I really want to kiss you, feel the soft touch of your kiss.
I have a crush on this girl name Alex. She's real pretty, looks white, has super long soft pure blonde hair. She's witty, and a great person to hang around with. Guys are always attracted to her. Even my current boyfriend.
She's s*xy, confident, and purely amazing.
Yesterday, despite having a boyfriend, I asked her out.
Today, I asked her if she heard what I said yesterday.
We had an quick hug, and she said no. Our hug was different.
Am I overreacting?
Alex, I love you. But I'm strait. And have a boyfriend. But I really want to kiss you, feel the soft touch of your kiss.