I have a horrible habit of binding my waist.
When I was little I thought it was rather fun to be somewhat like the beautiful ladies I saw on old English films and once every blue moon I find it quite enjoyable to relive my childhood fantasy. That was, until I saw this picture yesterday.
It's kind of scary to think that I've done something similar to my body and really does make you realise just how much your childhood tends to influence your life.
Why don't I ever hear good news??...ishax
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