Fall.

I wish i live somewhere that's perpetually yet comfortably cold, like London, in Feb.

I can hide under jackets and coats and nobody wld have to know how much blubber i have underneath. Everyday before i head out, i'd bundle myself in layers and i'd always be in long sleeved sweaters or my knitted granny cardis.

Nobody wld be able to see my arms. They'd prolly just think i'm this happy bundle of joy wrapped under a scarf!

And my mom won't nag about my short skirts and tight tops cause i'd be in one of my fancy "halal" coats. See the problem is GEOGRAPHICAL, i tell ya! It's not me.

Hahaha J wld totally back me up on this, right showboy! We can rule the world in just our trench coat & our underwear and very awesome boots. And i can happily stuff myself with all sorts of food to keep warm... And no one wld be talking about my stumpy legs coz it can't be seen!

Let's move to Alaska!

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