Interlude
Today I saw a girl in the Rossmann-maybe my age with a beautiful face, beautiful hair and a great figure.
She wore a long skirt and a top with spaghetti straps and open back. Not to mention how brave you may think about the ruling at the temperatures I was rather impressed that her back, the right to just shoulder to shoulder blade, except was completely healed.
The skin looked like leather.
I have no idea whether this Contrast was intended. But I find no other word than "impressive" for it.
a blemish of the body that everyone else would probably otherwise try to hide up to one more (long sleeves in summer), reveal easy to show.
As if they wanted to hold me a mirror;
I know that you looking at. I'll show you anyway. I'll show you precisely why.
Whether that was really mean it, is another matter.
But sometimes I feel that anything in the world, something increasingly important as it is seen. That I gain more importance, especially because I see something. Things like that.
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