it's the
best kind of love. It's seeing his face for the
(( first
time )) ,
when you
lock eyes with him, then
:: quickly
look down :: . It's that feeling you get
when
your head is { { spinning out of control } } with thoughts and
"what-ifs". Teenage
love is building up the courage to [ ask the other out ] . It's having your friends
giggle while you >
> slow dance < < , and
tease you about it later. It's when one
gesture can completely brighten your day or -x- destroy
it -x- . Teenage love
is
about ( ( first dates
) ). It's about spending
hours in your room finding an out fit
that looks amazing, yet » you
look like « you just
threw it on then rushing
out the
door to avoid concerned fathers. Teenage love is [
rejection ] , and heart ache.
It's seeing the ::
one you want :: with another person, or having some one
tell
you it's over in a text
message. Teenage love is feeling
thousands of butterflies
when he passes you in the hallway, and {(
blushing when you hear )}
his name.
It's when you're assigned to
be lab partners with
the one you're crushing
on, and you sit there > > babbling
all the wrong things < < It's having him tell
you you're beautiful. Teenage
love is when you (( drop your books )) and
he helps you { pick them
up }. It's magical first
kisses, late night phone calls,
and pebbles thrown at bedroom
windows. Teenage love is
when you
can't sleep at night, and you wake up
{( dying to
see his face )} . It's about
flirting, and
holding hands. It's when
[
you're so in love
] , nothing
else
matters. Teenage love is -x- falling hard -x- for someone that won't catch you.
It's about {{ dating jerks, jerks, and more
jerks }} . Then finding the one you're
so sure you'll marry
someday, you start secretly
naming your children.
It's about break-ups and make-ups and finding your (
( true
friends ) ) while
defining : yourself. : Teenage : love : is : feeling : on : top :
of : the : world, : like
nothing could ever knock you down. It's having
n-o-t-h-i-n-g
to lose, and loving
with
every fiber in your
being. It's being totally { [ u n a w a r e ] } how love-sick
you
truly are. Some day, we're all [( going
_ to _
wish )] we could go back to our
*complete credit to madie -
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colors.
cklovesyouu · 1 decade ago
i saw some1 jock this :[
like all of it it looked completely the same
the usernames was the same as you but apple jOcks instead:/
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