We really have no absent friends.
I met N. online two months ago. We started talking about books, boobs and taboos. The things that many girls around me fear, she didn’t. A couple of weeks ago we decided to meet in person, my first attempt at inviting my online world into my offline world. She never turned up.
You wouldn’t imagine how hard it’s becoming to meet women to talk to without filters. Tumblr girls barely reply to my messages or publish my submissions, even if we’re clearly like-minded. I like men a lot but I miss women everywhere.
Taking selfies in front of the mirror is mind-bending. The camera becomes a device through which I see myself from the outside, and reality changes. Because of focal length, I noticed my feet through the viewfinder. They look so cute from the other side! My toes seem like little round buttons, I love them more today.
That red thing’s a bra, as you can see here.