The New Year.
I would normally include some information about myself here, but what's the point?

Who I am doesn't matter once you know what I'm feeling:


I have a terrible crush on someone.

Who she is, is a lot more important than who I am.

It's one of those things that don't happen like when the frog gets kissed by the princess.

Not to mention, it's better this way, I wouldn't ever dream of putting her through the train wreck that would be our relationship. There's a few taboos I guess too.

What you can't have always looks better then what you can. Forbidden fruit and all that.