Just taking advantage of that quirky thing called the internet, where identities are constructed and taboos pulled down. It’s artistic license with anonymity. Spilling your mind to a stranger without worrying about bumping into them again. Revealing secrets about yourself without the guilt, or fear of reprisal.

Think of it as a privilege, reader, for you can catch a glimpse of the ‘me’ that barely anyone else who knows me knows.

Isn’t that just delicious?

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Reblogged from thesmash808  69 notes
Posted 1, June, 2012
Little secret?Sometimes, but not always, when I wear my ‘lazy’ clothes (a pair of jeans, scruffy converse, a big baggy hoodie) I’ll wear lacy lingerie like this under it. Usually black. Or red. I know it’s there, no one else does. If anyone says ‘well, you didn’t try hard today’, I just smile.Too bad you can’t see for yourself, I think. And my smile grows a little wider.

Little secret?

Sometimes, but not always, when I wear my ‘lazy’ clothes (a pair of jeans, scruffy converse, a big baggy hoodie) I’ll wear lacy lingerie like this under it. Usually black. Or red. I know it’s there, no one else does. If anyone says ‘well, you didn’t try hard today’, I just smile.

Too bad you can’t see for yourself, I think. And my smile grows a little wider.