I used to like this girl on my bus in 7th grade who lived in my neighborhood. I remember working on our family garden and thinking wouldn’t it be great if the girl biked over here and saw how hard I work.
Like this girl who barely knew me would randomly decide to visit my home when I happened to be working in the garden.
I used to like this girl on my bus in 7th grade who lived in my neighborhood. I remember working on our family garden and thinking wouldn’t it be great if the girl biked over here and saw how hard I work.
Like this girl who barely knew me would randomly decide to visit my home when I happened to be working in the garden.
Unreal.