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Yout Type'

Writer: Hashtag Kalakar
Hashtag Kalakar
Nov 1, 2022
1 min read

Updated: Dec 2, 2022

By Anica Bushra







Stands voguish, bare legged, sipping her morning tea. Your type- when she walks fixate many eyes that strain hoping to catch a glance. Your type are the thick thighs, large breasts, light skin. It is the lips that mimic The softest of roses. An artist’s muse, A Michelangelo painting.

It isn’t- a sob story On a Sunday date night, Unnecessary depth, complicated emotions and sickening thoughts.


By Anica Bushra




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