So.
I'm wondering something.
Does anyone else ever step out of the shower and realize there's still soap suds under their breasts because they forgot to lift and rinse?
Anyone?
Two years ago today Joseph wondered about his birth mother.
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Fuck you for making a comment about the size of my boobs as you walked past me. And fuck you again for repeating the comment louder when your friend asked what you had said. And fuck your friend for turning around and staring at my chest like he had never seen a pair of breasts before. Fuck me for knowing exactly what the two of you were doing but feeling so crummy and insecure that all I did about it was hunch my shoulders forward and feel dirty.
I'm so sick of these things. I'm sick of the neck and back pain I've had since I was 17. I'm sick of not being able to find cute clothes that fit right (or if I do, wearing it once and then stretching it out so much that I can't wear it again). I'm sick of people thinking it's ok to just openly stare at my chest when they walk past me.
The second I'm done having babies and/nursing these things are getting chopped.
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