Ok, so here’s the deal:
I’m really unhappy with my chest. I think my jugs are too big, and they embarrass me around my family.
People stare.
Buttons pop open.
God only knows what I’m going to do when I have children.. Jesus..
I know I should be accepting of them, but its hard when they cause me grief.
Breast Reduction Surgery would be ideal, but its hella expensive and would probably interfere with future breast-feeding.
In other news, I might have a new job. Fingers crossed, bitches!
Gpoy.
Grabbing-hooters-and-cleaning-my-room-at-2:30am-while-texting-Arthur addition.