I made this image ironically.. It's been a pretty interesting couple of weeks. Basically about a month or two ago I became a victim to the love demon. I say demon because if you are denied of the love you want aka get rejected or get your feelings hurt, it will torment you, just like a demon would. (I speak for most girls, some probably take rejection lightly) But not me, definitely not. What am I even saying? Rejection has nothing to do with this story but oh well. Lets break it down, one night I was having a period where I looked back on everything that happened in primary school, all the fun games I played, my friends but most specifically: Crushes I had about two proper crushes in primary school but one of them stood out specifically, I think it was because he wasn't like most guys in my school, most seemed generic in my opinion but he, (we'll call him Tom for now) was genuine and sweet. Now I'm not saying the other boys weren't, they were