Downward Spiral
I'm Not From Your Country
Ah, the sweet ol' days of primary/elementary school 'crushes'. The days where giggling was the height of conversation with this crush, not the obceneties and disgusting talk between some random girl today. The days where 'catch and/or kiss' didn't mean that what you 'caught' would be a doctor's appointment, but rather, you would chase after little *insert name here*, and hope for some sort of sexual assault to occur.
Everyone had one.
It's strange to think of people when they were 5-10 years old. Slyfox, with his combover, long socks, magnifying glass, calculator and pocket protector at the ready...Will, strutting around with his buttoned down shirt and Alfalfa-like hair chatting up young(er) girls. Xfearbefore, bringing 'punk' into the schoolyard at an early age, with *Insert various bands*'s name on a black shirt, 'different' hair, and his occasional swearing.
Err...yeah...But yes, childhood 'crushes' were apparently important. Kept things interesting around the playground.
Everyone had one.
It's strange to think of people when they were 5-10 years old. Slyfox, with his combover, long socks, magnifying glass, calculator and pocket protector at the ready...Will, strutting around with his buttoned down shirt and Alfalfa-like hair chatting up young(er) girls. Xfearbefore, bringing 'punk' into the schoolyard at an early age, with *Insert various bands*'s name on a black shirt, 'different' hair, and his occasional swearing.
Err...yeah...But yes, childhood 'crushes' were apparently important. Kept things interesting around the playground.