I’m never going to be a tiny person.
I have big hips and big hands and long fingers and long arms. I’m not dainty or petite. I’m just not built like that. But what’s taken me the longest fucking time to figure out is that you don’t have to be a certain size - any size - to be attractive.
No. I’m built tall and curvy and I love it.
I just realized something…it’s possible that I might be the one to pick him up from the airport, if he gets that 11 hour layover. I’ve always sort of secretly wanted to have an airport reunion. Oh man…I can just see him getting off the plane, all swagged out in his uniform…and if his friend is there too I want him to be like Damn. Holy fucking shit your girlfriend is hot, and she’s picking us up from the airport, holy shit she’s awesome.