Today, I was *this* close to kissing a girl, a really pretty girl too.
We had this ‘walk down memory lane’ moment and it was about to become a kiss. Our faces were only inches away from each other when I pushed my books into her face and said “Well; that was fun. ^^”
It wasn’t going to be a full-on make out session either, just a “spur-of-the-moment” peck on the lips.
It’s terribly sad; how I automatically repel anything remotely intimate.
Sure, the kiss wasn’t going to get us anywhere. Because we don’t know each other that well and I only play a small role in her life which has various, more important characters.
I feel ashamed of how impotent I am.
Now I have an even number of followers. I feel great. :D
Thanks for that.
I like your Tumblr. It says a lot about you (:
They say a text is just a text,
but my heart’s about to explode in my chest.
What is happening to me? I don’t want to change.