I wonder why anyone would click to read this article. But what possesses us, as human beings, to click on anything the internet has to offer?
No one is immune, friend. Nor are they immune to DEATH.
Smooth transition, Rebekah. Excellent. First rate.
Crushes. There are crushes that satisfy—dreamy glances that eventually turn into the sweet and cherished “do you like me back?” conversation. And then they tell you that they’ve loved you all along.
Dawwh. My sentimental heart, be still!
There are crushes that are forbidden—dark and dangerous, stupid, or crazy. Crushes that force you to exercise every unit of self control to keep you on the straight and narrow.
And then, there are those crushes that can never love you back.
Lately, I’ve realized it’s become a problem—not that I have an opinion, no—but that I choose a side at all.
It isn’t popular to chose sides nowadays, did you know that?