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I sort of stalked my boyfriend. Ok, Ok…maybe “stalked” is a tad melodramatic. But I definitely dragged my friends to the places I knew he would be at, even though those places sucked.
After a year of being the female version of Norman Bates minus the blood splatter, I finally asked him out…twice. (He claims he didn’t hear me the first time. We will just go with that.)
During my stalker months, I had to find a way to strike up a conversation without appearing to be what my Grandma Ella referred to as “a shameless hussy.” One night, he sat beside me, and I swallowed that shame.
I remembered my hussy days when I saw a viral letter on a Facebook group. A guy, Ivan, had been noticing his crush from afar and needed a way to ask his lady love out. So Ivan chose an anachronistic yet always seductive tool — his pen.
“Hi, I see you here regularly but don’t want to freak you out by approaching or waiting by your van.You’re always so kind to passersbys and your dogs as well.I am quite impressed by how well trained…
JaiHind.. 🇮🇳 JaiBharat..
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