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You were directly in front of us in line.
I noticed you before even entering the store. There is a food possibility that you laughed at whatever dumb thing came out of my mouth as I walked by with my super adorbs bestie in the paint splattered overalls and tattoos.... it didnt siund like her’s.
You and I made eye contact a few times. Crossing paths at least once more than could ever seem accidental (totally was, though😬) as we scoured and searched the expanses of the Hobby Lobby aisle mazes always lending the promise of a ridiculously good deal to be found scattered amidst the laughably outlandish prices on the lackluster mass produced and marketed “folk art”
I wanted to try talking to you before you drove away.
let’s kick it
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