Being Crap - Blogabond

Perth, Australia

Don't you just hate it when you fancy someone so much that you can't hold a conversation with them let alone make eye contact and even if you could think of anything vaguely coherant to say it'd just come across as retarded mumbling and slight dribbling so you resort to following them around the club trying to get up the bottle to say hi whilst hoping they don't notice you're practically drooling in their pint then just end up stalking them from a distance anyway?

No?

Uh.... no.... me neither....

neatly folds restraining order and places it in bottom drawer*

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