Soooooo...here is an entry I had posted before but it was too cringey so I deleted it. I've decided to redo/retell this story about a crush that I had on a guy in high school that has haunted me for a very long time. This entry focuses on how having racial/cultural differences can be very appealing/arousing and not in a fetish sort of way. I was genuinely attracted to him because of how opposite he was to me. Have you ever been attracted to someone that is so completely different from you that it haunts you? Well it happened to me...I'm over it now(kinda lol) but sometimes I wish the situation had turned out different, like in the movies...but oh well.🤎
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