This week has been long and weird. Fuckboys abound, I question myself, my decisions, my trajectory, but I keep going.
The other day I strode down the hill to my car in the chilly morning and saw The Neighbor descend his stairs wrapped in the pea coat I helped him pick out. My aviator glasses hid my surprise as I didn’t break stride. He looked up the hill once, twice, three times.
I continued to walk as my heart clamored against my rib cage, my arms hung low by my sides. I could wave, but chose not to. Hy doesn’t wave anymore.
A fourth look my way and I turned to my new car, the one he’s never seen before.
We pulled out simultaneously and I followed behind him, triumphant. I continued to think: fuck you.
Thank you to the wonderful women who submitted pictures for today. I love you all.
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One of two ways to participate: 1) either be one of the first 3-4 people to submit a pic OR (OR, not AND) 2) submit a link below to your own blog post for Boobday. And don’t forget to comment on everyone’s posts! This is all about spreading the love!
NOT my tits:
Looked through the Boobday gallery and they are all spectacular!I chose this pic because, well, it’s the only one I had everything else was taken to conform with IG guidelines.::
A blast from the past – my very 1st boobday submission from a year ago……..I’ve come a long way since then ;-)
Lotsa love to everyone for the festive season, have a happy time with loved ones xxx
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