Delayed Mourning
That was our last time together. Early June. You did me good protecting me from cold and wet weather. You gave me an illusion of a good figure, only at times. But most of all, I love the way you're wrapped around me just the way I like it.
Announcing the passing of my favourite jeans, a genuine Evisu skinny jeans that I could still proudly fit into even during crazy, wicked Alton Tower's trip.
I won't be able to replace you easily. If I could, probably a few inches bigger since you shrink so badly.
p/s: I loved you too much on first sight that you weren't even for sale yet at that time! See, I was the first in Glasgow to ever get you!
RIP
Bowling Tourney. With late boots. RIP boots.
Dancing? In London.
Budget model time in London.
Envied by many?
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