He likes me!
I feel like a junior high school girl.
He likes me! He likes me!
I wish there were a way on the computer to dot the “i”s in “likes” with hearts.
He likes me!
I feel like a junior high school girl.
He likes me! He likes me!
I wish there were a way on the computer to dot the “i”s in “likes” with hearts.
As I used to chant at the adorable boys at poetry slam, “CUTE!”
oh yay! nothing more happy than the intial “he likes me” stage! except for maybe the sweaty, “he likes to have sex with me” stage. But let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
Go, you! Yay!