I love/hate crushing.
Empty without one. Consumed with one. I don't know which is worse. I've kind of been teaching myself to overcome any irrational tendencies I may have had. And shit like this is like rolling a 4 and landing on "you have a crush, move back 6 spaces." mothafuck. I'm mostly comfortable with myself. That is, I know I pretty much rock. But I also know I'm a pretty intense little shit. People either fall in love, or become terrified...or both. And the most minuscule bad vibe I might get, real or not can send me running in the other direction. But in some cases I wish they'd follow me. I don't know if that will be the case...