we all have it.
that moment when you see your ex across a crowded _____ (movie theatre, in my case) and you walk a little taller with a little more bounce. you weren't expecting to see them so you want to look the best you can right?
i saw my ex on friday. at the movie theatre. i was with my mom. i swaggered. seriously, i had to. it's not because i still have feelings for him or because i bear him any ill will or because i saw him and thought, 'well, this is what he gave up!'...
none of that shit. i just wanted to look positive.
he didn't see me. we didn't talk. that wasn't the point. the point was the swagger.
what am i talking about?
xo michelle.
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