there’s a guy in my town i see only sometimes, maybe once every other month, while i’m out doing errands and what not. i have a crush on this guy and i know it’s nothing because i’ve seen what normally happens with these things from my past, that once you meet them there’s something odd about them and then you think to yourself ‘what was i thinking!?’ anyway, today i yelled at the pharmacist thinking i was still alone and of course when i turned around my crush is sitting right there, hand turned around over his mouth with his eyes in the air like. . ‘she didn’t just do that?’ fuk me. .so much for breaking stereo types. i might as well go crawl into an igloo and wait for some hairy caveman to come in and take me.
