something-even-lighter-than-air: for molly did ya squeal? lmfao
I wish I had enough confidence to tell you straight up that I like you. Senior year is meant for doing everything you wanted to do and leaving with no regrets. I know that if I don’t tell you how I feel, it’ll just be another thing to add to my list of “would have, should have, but didn’t” . I really do want to tell you, but I’m afraid to. I know a lot of my...
"Do you like me?"
blackmager: incuadible: Sometimes I just want to be straight out and ask that. I’m not afraid to ask the question, I’m afraid of the answer. There is only two real answers to that question, “yes” and “no”. It’s the answer “no” that I’m afraid of and there is always one reason why it’s a no: “I only see you as a friend.” THIS IS AMAZINGLY ACCURATE.