I identify people by their smell.
D smells of something I can't describe, but it smells pretty fucking good. The boyfriend smells mainly of pears and water. LR smells of kheer (an indian dessert). Mum smells of soap and paper, father like his aftershave and sprite and little brother like berry syrup and metal.
The list goes on and on.
It's pretty weird, really.
Certain smells attract me, especially D's, even more because I can't define it. PB smelled really good on Thu in the Mitte by the way. But that's kinda off the topic. Sorry.
I always wanted to smell of sandalwood. It's a harsh but at the same time sweet smell; a perfect reflection of my character/feelings. Instead I have to be content with nectarine and cherry. At least that's what I smell like according to Mum and D.
Hmm, cherry. Maybe.
...Maybe.
/P.
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