Most of the limits I/we have ,are set by us. Save an otherwise opinion on the next breathe you will take. My most favourite trouble or rather limit is jeans. They act like a strict mom,shouting from across the room with an object flying already,”get back here. ” So now my humble hips,shy peach and quite vibrant cellulites cannot head out. Oh! The thighland too,we can only behold the mightiness in length. They keep nagging my nice knees on every step,bend or swing. When I sit,they summon all annoyance to show up and irritate my already infuriated knees. In just an hour,we will be free,I say to myself . I can’t go all out in jeans,matter of fact I won’t even go out in jeans .

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