I think I have a crush on one of my friends. I say this because I am experiencing the urge to make her things, which is always a sign of infatuation with me.
This is the kind of crush where you want to be around the person and have them tell you how cool you are without necessarily having a sexual component; for me the sex bits are generally reserved for male crush objects--I mean, I've had sex with a woman, and it's not necessarily relevant how many X chromosomes are in the cells of the finger on my clit, if you know what I mean, but as a general rule women don't do it for me. But the point is that this is the kind of crush adolescents get, generally on older teens but sometimes on adults, the kind that led to the romantic friendship phenomenon of the 19th century (Wikipedia has a nice précis on this, if you care to look it up.)
Of course, I'm gonna be 32 in a few months, so I'm unclear as to why I still get these crushes. Fortunately she has a birthday coming up, so I have an excuse.
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