March 9, 2011

boobs or tits

dear clinical study diary,

i haven't eaten anything yet today, so that means if i needed some kind of bigtime surgery at the last minute- i would be just fine. i would not need to starve myself and come back tomorrow- cuz i'm ready now. slice me open and do whatcha need to do. i hope that i wake up with some big perky tits. i always wanted to have tits like i had after i had my second baby. i was mesmerized by them when they were hard as rocks and bursting with milk. they hurt so bad- but they sure were a sight. i looked so good after i had my second child. i actually lost weight when i was pregnant- because after i had him- i weighed less than i did before i got pregnant. standard exercise does work- and having an almost eight pounder helps- but chasing after a toddler is what did it. seventeen years later- the toddler and eight pound infant have now grown into little men and my tits could use some work. you can thankfully still find then where they are supposed to be, but i just want them to wave at a mother fucker once before i die. men still look at them- but i want them to look longer. i wanna have more bounce in my hair and my step. but since surgery ain't gunna happen tonight- ima eat. i am starving.