You never truly stop being that closeted little creep who stares at your crushes during P.E.

That feeling never goes away..

Those girls still don't want you to look at them, and they sure as Hell don't want your compliments..

So you're stuck a fully formed freak for the rest of your life.

Confused by all of the "I usually don't but you're different." You think it's flattering but it's just disguised heartbreak.

Just like those girls in the locker room during P.E.