Oh dude. I feel for you. This girl I’ve had a crush on all my life, basically from childhood rejected me when I confessed my love for her.

I played the long con too. I was patient, giving her hints and slight flirting. She would flirt with me too, dropping casual hints or what I thought were signs of interest.

“You’re just as cute as I am,” she said while coquettishly batting her eyes. A little bit off lust would rummage through my head, and the lewdest of thoughts would circulate constantly. I would fantasize about eating her out and vice versa.

Right before graduation, I told her my love for her, and she laughed, thinking it was just a playful joke. After a moment of me not laughing back, she just looked at me in shock. Our plans were to bunk together in dorms, but after that, she got a different roommate. I guess she didn’t roll that way, which was weird, because she had a lesbian phase during high school. I don’t know what made me any different.

It sucks, because I still have feelings for her, but they aren’t mutual it seems. It’s unfortunate, because I’ve always wanted to fuck myself, and my twin sister was really the closest thing that I’ll ever have to doing that.