original: I don't miss you, not even a little

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hey guys. ♥

apologies for the lack of updates lately - I'm still alive and kicking; school's just been keeping me busy. on top of that, I ended up participating in nanowrimo this year (although I'm falling majorly behind, as expected), which partly explains my lack of posts these days.

no fic or anything today, but here are snippets of spur-of-the-moment writing from a while ago. unrelated bits and pieces and things.

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you don’t call it a crush, because it’s not, not really. you’d always thought there would have to be more emotions involved before you can label anything as one – but even you have to admit that this one’s close, close enough that it might just be you being stubborn and refusing to admit to the obvious.

this one’s close, because sometimes he turns you into a tongue-tied nervous wreck and that only happens when you actually care. and sometimes you dream of fragments of him and you wonder how much your subconscious has latched on without your realizing. you wonder if he has a girlfriend already, and then think, of course, why wouldn’t he.

(it’s only the ones you’re nervous around that you really like.)

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