→ Pretty girlz.





Today, I sat beside a Caucasian lady in the train & it felt weird. She's so pretty. Tall, fair, skinny, long hair, pretty, pretty, pretty... At least that's my definition of pretty. It felt like I was sitting beside a mannequin & the smell coming from her is so new. Like plastic/new clothes/grass. It was more than just weird. It was freaky. Somehow.
Ps: Nv read chicken soup for the (inserts word) soul in public. U'll prolly end up tearing like I did. Super paiseh!