So, yeah, uh, hi. It's me. Sit down, and let me tell y'all about a boy named Alex--that's me--and a boy named Oliver. We met when we were both cast in our school's fall play, in September. I'd seen him before in the hallways, and thought he was really cute--and then I realized he had boobs and I was just like, "Okay, it's a chick with short hair." And then, though, one day at rehearsal I told this story…and he told us he was trans and preferred the name "Ollie" or "Oliver". Basically, long story short, I got it bad for this wonderfully sweet, cute, and funnt guy. And thanks to one of my wonderful friends, I know that he likes me too! *screams* But…what the Jesuslovin' fuck now? I wanna ask him out, but I…can't. Because irrational anxiety is great.
If you want ask him go for it! Life only happens once! NO REGRETS! I'm telling you this cause I have many
Just find excuses to hang out with him, then go for it. I'm so incredibly envious! I wish I had the guts to have been out in high school so that I could have experienced something like this. ^3^
God, you're one lucky fellow. I'm almost about in the same situation as you, but I ain't friends with my crush. Ask him out. If you know he's into you and you're into him it should go well. Good luck! ^-^
