while walking to the train station today in the rain, I paused at an intersection for the traffic light to change. I made eye contact with an elderly gentleman and he tipped his hat to me. Not in a creepy way but in a 'northern hospitality' way i haven't yet experience. Raindrops feel different on blushing cheeks.
i need someone to make decisions for me. I can't even commit to buying a dress over the internet because the measurements listed are taken across the garment while laying flat... bust, waist, hip... at least toss me an underbust
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