I was shopping today at the local shopping centre and I now feel terribly old.
The Plaza was full of teenagers and I was absolutely baffled as to what they were wearing. Never mind that they are all rude little shits, I do not understand how a fake leather mini skirt and a black bikini top constitutes an outfit acceptable for going to a shopping centre.
Going into Supre I started to panic. The music was too loud, everything I picked up was an XXS, it was full of 14 year olds (hips and breasts yet to develop) looking at t-shirts that say North Pole Dancer. I had to leave. I was scared that I would catch puberty of one of them.
Perhaps spinsterhood is closer than I thought??
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