Stupid little crushes come from nowhere, for no reason, possibly to amount to either nothing or, only slightly better, to nothing significant. Where do these stupid little crushes derive - unattainability, flirtation, purely physical attraction?
Even if a crush originates with its basis on physical attraction, and it is later to be revealed that the initial basis is the actual entirety of the "connection", nine times out of ten we will deny that. Denial not only includes refusing to believe that there is nothing really there, but also convincing oneself of things that "are" there. "Hey, we both like peanut butter!" Perhaps one of the saddest aspects of the stupid little crush is that it has the ability to morph into the stupid big crush. It can overtake your thoughts and even your life, for no valid reason. Physical attraction is never a solid indication of how well you may get along with another person; it is in no way indicative of their personality or attitude. We actually even find many times that the hottesy of us rely solely on being hot, and therefore lack in other crucial areas. Not all the time, but many times.
Everyone flirts, and flirtation is usually meaningless - just an effect to the cause which is the aforementioned physical attraction. It diagnoses easiness, and frequently ends up as a sticky situation if it is indeed detected. The flirter is usually the recipient of the stupid little crush from the flattered flirtee, granted both parties are participants. The aggressor probably cares less than his flirtatious words or actions entail.
Unattainability is the source of the reversal of this scenario. If the flirter receives little to no response, the flirtee is now succeptable to be the stupid little crushee. Put simply, we often want what we can't have, or who we can't have.
Whichever way you look at it, these crushes are pointless. Granted, some crushes do have valid basis, and some do result in valid relationships, but in that case - it's no longer a crush. The crush is merely the childish stepping stone (like the one toddlers use to wash their hands in the grown-up sink) to possibly landing something concrete. Cut the shit and go for the gold. Crushes are the gold-ish jewelry that turns your neck green.
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