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I don't have a boyfriend. I have a crush though. He's influenced me, in a way, to just wear what I'm comfortable in; I did try to dress nicer to get him to notice me, but he seemed a little weirded out. So, now I just wear my regular clothes.
Far, far beyond the island, we dwelt in shades of twilight, through dread and weary days, through grief and endless pain. It lies unknown, the land of mine! A hidden gate to save us from the shadow fall. The lord of water spoke in the silence words of wisdom. I've seen the end of all: Be aware, the storm gets closer. Av by Miranda_
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My crush likes me, and I obviously like him.
I dress in sweatpants and men's tees, and he still likes me. Yoiu can have a guy like you and not dress up every second for him. Though, I notice that I am more bothered by the little things, like my pimply cheek, lately. He doesn't care but I do... I blame it on hormones and inexperience (he'll probably get my first kiss...). GAH! I confuse and bother myself... ![]() |
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Sometimes I'll dress up when I see my boyfriend. It's always been a very special occassion when we see each other in real life because we live so far apart. Then again, I love to dress up, so I do this for me just as much (if not more) than for him. I'll use any excuse, and seeing my boyfriend happens to be one of those excuses :P
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Don't let your boyfriend influence what you wear.
Wear what is comfortable, not what pleases him. As for me, I wear whatever, my boyfriend doesn't care what I wear as long as it doesn't show alot of skin. xD You're slower than a herd of turtles stampeding through peanut butter. ![]() |
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He could care less since his usual reply is "why do you need to wear them?" anyways. Seriously, I don't even bother usually with anything super amazing if its just us because there's no point. Usually I'm constantly changing anyways because I'm overheating, so I shed everything down to my panties, or I'm freezing and bury myself in twenty bajillion sweaters. The extent of his decision is what panties I wear or things for when we're intimate, seriously.
He does help though when I get all indecisive. I generally narrow it down, he just points at one, I complain about looking fat in it, then pick something else entirely. Me getting dressed takes forever when I'm in one of my moods. Probably why I don't bother when we're not out. I worry more about my lipstick being on in the morning than whether or not I should be wandering around in underwear. I also don't choose his clothes either. We just live in a state of not caring either way. |
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I sometimes like being on the more "Confortable" side with the loose boy jeans or something. My boyfriend can't stand it when I wear things like that. Anything loose-fitting around my waist and butt is his biggest pet peave. But I just tell him to get over it, and he actually will. Lol.
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