It’s nice seeing someone on here with stretch marks a bit like mine, although I’m not sure if my arse is as great as this one unfortunately.
can I just say that thanks to Tumblr I completely lost whatever hang-ups I had over my stretch marks? Puberty came out of fucking NOWHERE for me and I went from this skinny kid to a genuinely curvy lady basically overnight so, yeah, my butt and thighs are all stretch marks, cause I grew too fast for my skin to keep up with, and since I was like 13 I hated them and hid them but now I’m like… no fuck you, these are here because I grew up, they are allowed.
thank, Tumblr, for being so nice about stretch marks all the time <3
Eventually the sun came out. A cold wind blew across the water, but it didn’t stop Murciel and Joy from having a moment under the blue skies they were so attached to. They sat together at the edge of the water, talking quietly amongst themselves. Murciel was smoking a cigarette. Aelfric had known she smoked, had smelled it on her weeks earlier, but had never seen her do it out in the open. They were done hiding a lot of things, it seemed, as the two of them sat there with their beautiful feathers lit up by the sun.
It’s not much, but it’s mine. I haven’t written anything for the novels in a couple weeks, getting too distracted by fanfic and assorted things, but I’m trying to get back on track.