teacup, 18 ans
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I'm 18 and being tiny is honestly less glamorous than people think. Nothing fits without alterations. I climb on the kitchen counter to reach my favourite tea. And somehow everyone has an opinion about how small I am The guys my age barely noticed me. I used to spend ages getting ready and then come home wondering why I had bothered. That's embarrassing to admit even here. After I turned 18 I met a college professor at a friend's birthday. Older. Tall enough that I complained about my neck when we talked. He laughed and pulled up a chair