I just wanna fall asleep on the couch watching documentaries with u or something. I just wanna be with you without being in class, I’m sorry, I know it’s weird. But something’s pulling me towards the person you are underneath all the teacher shit. I want you to see the person I am underneath all the student shit.
You probably don’t feel the same, I understand, but it still hurts nonetheless. I want it so much it hurts. Walking through the hallways, sitting in class, on the bus, it hurts.
why does a fucking teacher need to look so hot
in another universe, i was older, and you didn't hold back.
and sometimes, when life is a little too hard
and the world a little too mean, I’ll close my eyes
and imagine a life I’d like to live with you someday
and how I’d take you hand and hold you tight
and we’d run away to a sleepy little town where no one knows our names
and we’ll have a cottage with crawling green ivy across worn stone brick
and an iron wrought gate and a red mailbox with our initials painted on it
and wide windows to let in lots of fresh air and sunlight
and a cobblestone pathway leading to a little yellow door
and you’d keep a garden in the front full of herbs and wild flowers
and I’d bake rosemary bread and homemade raspberry jam
and the kitchen would have a window overlooking the garden
and there would be a bird feeder hanging up so our cats could watch the birds
and we’d have two cats, who’d sleep curled up at our feet
and beg for food at 5 am, and we’d play Rock Paper Scissors over who had to get up
and we’d have a skylight above our bed so we can fall asleep under the night sky
and you’d tell me all about the different constellations
and I’ll tell you that your eyes look like stars
and we’ll have a fireplace to keep us warm in the winter
and in the summer we’d leave the windows open and listen to the cicadas
and in autumn we’d have a competition to see who could find the perfect leaf
and we’d stay up all night watching nostalgic Disney movies and eating buttery popcorn
and when we’d go into town to run errors, you’d try to follow the list while I’d just put candy in our basket
and we’d go to the little bookstore on the corner and try to find the funniest book title
and on our way home we’d stop by the bakery to pick up fresh bagels for the next day
and sometimes we’ll go for a walk in the park and feed the ducks
and we’d go to the farmer’s market every Saturday morning
and buy honeycomb and golden delicious apples and little silver trinkets
and on Wednesday we’ll have game night with our friends
and we’ll drink cheap wine and eat good cheese and I’ll get overly competitive
and you’ll try to cheat by looking at my cards and I’ll laugh and push you away
and we’ll stumble home together, laughing as we trip over each other in the dark
and in the early morning I’ll drink my coffee while you’ll drink your tea
and we’d sit together in silence, not quite ready to be awake just yet
and I’d make breakfast and pile your plate high with French toast and blueberries
and you’ll remind me to wear a sweater before we go about our day
and I’ll call you in the middle of the day because I saw something that reminded me of you
and you’ll tell me to get back to work, trying to hide your smile into the phone
and if we both get back home at the same time we’ll race each other to the front door
and we’ll lie stretched out together on the grass trying to catch our breath
and by late afternoon you’ll fall asleep, head resting in my lap as I’d read aloud to you
and I’d watch the sunbeams fall across your face and think that you’re so lovely
and you’d look up and tell me how glad you are to wake up next to me
and we’d sit on our porch swing watching the sunset
and I’d cook us dinner with vegetables from your garden
and we’d eat by candlelight and moonlight and you are the light of my life
and we’ll dance in our living room to an old forgotten love song
and you’d twirl me away before pulling me close to your chest
and I’d look up at you with such open adoration you’d have to look away for a moment
and before we go to bed you’ll turn to me and say that you’re so happy to be alive with me
and then we’ll wake up and do it all over again
and
and
and
stop talking to other students and kiss me
Decided to spruce up some questions for this month. 🎈
Feel free to repost and do this yourself! Have fun, and remember to stay safe.
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1.) What is one trait you found in your TC(s) that you find irreplacable, and why?
2.) If they were here right now, and you could tell them absolutely anything, what would you say?
3.) What kind of date do you think your TC(s) would love to go on the most? Where would you take them?
4.) What movie would you like to watch with your TC? What about the movie you chose makes you want to experience it with them?
5.) Is there a symbol that reminds you of them? A specific tune, animal, color, or shape that just screams their name?
6.) What do you think your TC(s) were like when they were your age? Do you think they ever had a TC as well?
7.) What's one song you want to sing with your TC(s)? Is there a specific reason you chose the song you did?
8.) If you could assign any specific aesthetic to your TC(s) for any reason at all, what would you pick?
9.) What scenario do you imagine the most when thoughts of your TC(s) pop into your mind?
10.) What outfit would you absolutely love to see your TC(s) in? What types of outfits do they usually like to wear?
11.) How would you react if you overheard them rambling to a friend about how amazing you are? How would they react to your feelings?
12.) Who do you believe would be the better cook out of the two of you?
13.) Where in the world would you like to go with your TC(s)?Why did you choose that area?
14.) Happy Valentine's Day! What would be one of the first things you would do with your TC(s) on this day if you could?
15.) What's something little they do that you find absolutely adorable?
16.) Have you ever looked up their name on the internet to potentially learn more about them?
17.) What is the sweetest thing they have ever done for you? What about you, for them?
18.) What's a season that you think they enjoy the most? What about the least? Why?
19.) Do you ever find yourself doodling them, or writing things about them during class/at home?
20.) What house pet do you think you two would have, if any at all? Would you have one pet for each of you?
21.) How do you think your TC(s) would treat their loved ones? Would they be soft around them? Would they be playful and snarky?
22.) Are there any signs you've found that they may consider you a favorite over others? Have they ever told you this outright?
23.) Do you ever think they'd make their own student crush blog about you if they knew about the tag?
24.) What is the fondest thing they've ever said to you? Do you remember how you responded?
25.) How do you think they react when someone speaks your name?
26.) Have you ever had a look or touch between you two that lingered for longer than it should've?
27.) Have you ever purposely tried to lag behind to spend as much time with them as possible before class ended?
28.) Are you planning to let them know how you feel after graduation?
Thank you for reading! Have a fun February everyone! ~
25/2/22
came to class early a few minutes early the other day and she told me about her holiday and how she went to visit her family . also it’s so funny every time im speaking to her and this other latin teacher walks in he looks so shocked that im in there
middle of easter holidays … i miss her sm
27/1/22
i had her class today. it was a double period and we made eye contact so many times … she probably thought i was staring at her (i was)
we did the grammar stuff she was telling me about when it was just us two talking
but she didn’t tell the class anything about it like she told me
she is so hot i can’t
i have her class tomorrow but we’re just revising.
the feminine urge to only study to make her proud
fortasse verus vergilius est amici quos in itinere fecimus