That Kind of Woman.
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look at her! She’s adorable](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kyivxeGdy51qb6ak4o1_400.jpg)
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My senior year of high school, i did an Art Project based ona a work by Bansky, it’s his girl who is frowning with the word “smile” about you face, i created my own stencil, and made it my own, and put it on a ceiling tile. I want to go steal it away from my high school, they have no idea who Banksy is.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_kylang9Vn41qb6ak4o1_400.jpg)
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My senior year of high school, i did an Art Project based ona a work by Bansky, it’s his girl who is frowning with the word “smile” about you face, i created my own stencil, and made it my own, and put it on a ceiling tile. I want to go steal it away from my high school, they have no idea who Banksy is.
slightlypretentious asked: First of all, I adore your tumblr. Anyway, where do you go to school currently/ what are you studying?
First off, Thank you, I also am crazy aout your tumblr. I actually really am hesitant to give my exact location, so i will narrow down to Berks/Lehigh County area, Pennsylvania, and I am studying Secondary Education English, with the hopes of one day becoming a Professor.
What do you do, and where are you based out of?
1 note linkYou know when your sitting somewhere having a conversation, and you turn and meet the eye of a mutual acquaintance, and suddenly the look is now one sending a different message.
Instead of “Hey, how are you?”
It now is “Oh, hello, How you doin’?” And you turn back then glance at the guy to see him running his gaze over you in a appreciative manner, not out right, just a good head to toe sweep. [i thank the lords i was looking cute in a pleated skirt.]
Then, as i always do when I am nervous I either talk to quickly, or not at all, this time too quickly. I was trying to quote somethign from the TV show Archer, and I messed it up, I blushed furiously and shrugged, laughing good naturedly.
He then made some pleasent inquires, while keeping this look in his eyes. It was nice, a boost to my ego. It was… a shimmering ray of sunshine on a damp and dismal day.
And I wanted to share. Except there was one thing… he was wearing sweat pants. hahahah
What do you make of it?
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[“Feeling Good” - Michael Bublé]
The noise I make when his voice moves across my skin cannot be typed, cannot be expressed except in person.
