So there's this boy...sound familiar? Yeah, well story of my life and I'm sure any other average-looking, semi-shy normal teenage girl can relate to it...and just to be completely honest--it fucking sucks.
So his name is Ripley. Nice guy, down to earth, and I've probably had a secret crush on him for the past month. You know, checking him out in the hallways and whatnot. We finally started talking maybe two weeks ago, and he came over this past weekend. It was good times. Apparently he wasn't as into it as me...long story short, he likes someone else. Boo.
That's my sob story; it's not that sad. But I'm kind of bummed out.
