Reason(s) you shouldn't tell him you have a crush on him...🤫
[c=359E00]although it is nice to let them know but heres why..[/c]
[c=359E00]I was born in Lebanon and as you prob know as me only being 3 months old, my mom flew me and my elder siblings to Canada. And the first city and home i grew up in was in Ottawa. We lived in this ghetto neighborhood of the city. My mother had alot of friends arround and so we made friends with their kids. This one lady had 3 kids. We were like 4. She had a boy that i had a crush on. Well at the time it was more like we hated each other. Like we did everything together. Me and his family of course. My uncle playing water hose fight with us haha. Playing in the field we had out back. Going to wonderland. My uncle was getting married to his first wife at the time. And so he had flower girls being excorted by their boys or men lol. And i was put with him. We hated each other so.much we grunted and went our seperate directions on camera lol. We were playing this cinderella story i guess in the basement whilst my mom and his mom were upstairs. And so they put me and him as if in a pumkin couch that our eldest siblings made. I was like 6. He was one year younger than me. For about what it felt like a half an hour we were looking into eachothers eyes as if it was real love. Buttefflies accured. But i got angry and swooped away for some reason. When i was 7 we moved. Like we were same country but we were moving here to there. So when i was 14. We moved back to Ottawa. And his family and him were still there ofc. We reunited. We went to his house for dinner. I was so distracted in lòoking at him that i knocked the glass of fruitopia infront of me, and it created a huge mess 😂🤦♀️. My sister aftewards told me that he was looking at me too when i wasn't watching. So ya. Couple more trips and we moved again lol. A few years went by and i was the whole way through tracking him down by name. We added one another finally, so as his mom and siblings. But ya until i had the guts to tell him over messanger how much i can't stop thinking of him. And that i had a huge crush on him. Like litterly seeing him everywhere, on people too__ lmao. And so i can rest in peace knowing the answer, although i wished it was the same. He tells me that he just thinks of me as a sister nothing more. I wasn't bruised because nothing happened b/w us. I was just satisfied and relieved i got an answer. A little bumbed, ya, but whatever right. Few days go by. My mom knows about it. Apperently he told his mother and so it got to my mother some how. Because my mother was mad at his mother at the time for the longest while, because we were not as rich as they came to be. So she dissed my mother on that awhile back through her daughter telling my mother on how the daughters mother wouldn't let her marry anyone poor. So ya, and so my mother kept yelling at me how they were making fun of me because of what i sent to him. I was pissed. I mean like that was private stuff, right? Like wth would you tell your mother. So ya, from then on i didn't look at him the same. And ya few years later. From my mom reminding me of that a few other things as well, i thought i had to do what led to another massacre in my life. 💣 Another one for the books! 📖🙄 [/c]
[c=BF0000]P.S.[/c][c=002673] but i guess it all depends on the guy 🤷♀️[/c]
[c=BF0000]P.S.S.[/c] [c=4C0073]i'm done..i'm DONE lol[/c]
[c=359E00]I was born in Lebanon and as you prob know as me only being 3 months old, my mom flew me and my elder siblings to Canada. And the first city and home i grew up in was in Ottawa. We lived in this ghetto neighborhood of the city. My mother had alot of friends arround and so we made friends with their kids. This one lady had 3 kids. We were like 4. She had a boy that i had a crush on. Well at the time it was more like we hated each other. Like we did everything together. Me and his family of course. My uncle playing water hose fight with us haha. Playing in the field we had out back. Going to wonderland. My uncle was getting married to his first wife at the time. And so he had flower girls being excorted by their boys or men lol. And i was put with him. We hated each other so.much we grunted and went our seperate directions on camera lol. We were playing this cinderella story i guess in the basement whilst my mom and his mom were upstairs. And so they put me and him as if in a pumkin couch that our eldest siblings made. I was like 6. He was one year younger than me. For about what it felt like a half an hour we were looking into eachothers eyes as if it was real love. Buttefflies accured. But i got angry and swooped away for some reason. When i was 7 we moved. Like we were same country but we were moving here to there. So when i was 14. We moved back to Ottawa. And his family and him were still there ofc. We reunited. We went to his house for dinner. I was so distracted in lòoking at him that i knocked the glass of fruitopia infront of me, and it created a huge mess 😂🤦♀️. My sister aftewards told me that he was looking at me too when i wasn't watching. So ya. Couple more trips and we moved again lol. A few years went by and i was the whole way through tracking him down by name. We added one another finally, so as his mom and siblings. But ya until i had the guts to tell him over messanger how much i can't stop thinking of him. And that i had a huge crush on him. Like litterly seeing him everywhere, on people too__ lmao. And so i can rest in peace knowing the answer, although i wished it was the same. He tells me that he just thinks of me as a sister nothing more. I wasn't bruised because nothing happened b/w us. I was just satisfied and relieved i got an answer. A little bumbed, ya, but whatever right. Few days go by. My mom knows about it. Apperently he told his mother and so it got to my mother some how. Because my mother was mad at his mother at the time for the longest while, because we were not as rich as they came to be. So she dissed my mother on that awhile back through her daughter telling my mother on how the daughters mother wouldn't let her marry anyone poor. So ya, and so my mother kept yelling at me how they were making fun of me because of what i sent to him. I was pissed. I mean like that was private stuff, right? Like wth would you tell your mother. So ya, from then on i didn't look at him the same. And ya few years later. From my mom reminding me of that a few other things as well, i thought i had to do what led to another massacre in my life. 💣 Another one for the books! 📖🙄 [/c]
[c=BF0000]P.S.[/c][c=002673] but i guess it all depends on the guy 🤷♀️[/c]
[c=BF0000]P.S.S.[/c] [c=4C0073]i'm done..i'm DONE lol[/c]
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