I keep telling myself that love is bullshit but then I look at him. The person who is the world to me, the one that rules over all my decisions. Love is bullshit. Love is bullshit. But why does he rule over me trampling over all my ideas, my mottos. ‘Why won’t he look at me’ the question that haunts me everyday. I wish love was bullshit. I don’t want to feel this way.
You the same chick who has a crush on her best friend?