Stop Staring At My Chest

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Oh wait, he’s just checking out my name tag. Maybe he follows me, or maybe I follow him. “Hi I’m Damianne. I know you from twitter. How are you (insert name here).” Does this feel a little bit weird to anyone else? I’m giving myself pep talks and practicing with my friend, but when the moment comes, it still feels quite unnatural. Guess I need more practice in real life …

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