a tragic moment in my life would be the day i grew breasts.
at the time i was totally unaware of the fact that i had any at all, as i was too distracted by playing games and watching PMK.
i was in my room with my cousin listening to some prozzack at the time totally illin' talking about life and stuff, when my mom came barging in and looked at me and said "damn chelsea! were going to have to get you a bra soon!"
i started to cry.
this was the end of my life.
me? a bra? NO WAY.
at this point in my life i refused to even acknowledge that i was a girl!
anyways after i stop crying and covering up my chest my mom dragged me to buy my first "brassier".
it was a painful tragic moment of my life.
i still hate my "breasts", i have this theory that i'll eventually get breast cancer and i can get them cut off.
maybe i'll fake it.
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Well.....your honest
i liked your last line especially
"Maybe I'll fake it"
Excellent use of....Sarcasm?
whatever it is i liked it
"...watching PMK.
i was in my room with my cousin listening to some prozzack..."
ahh livin' the good life, I see... untill that whole bra business came about. I agree, quite tragic.
if you lived in the amazon, you can slice off your right breast to facilitate arrow shooting.
"maybe i'll fake it"
Hhahahaha. Good luck.
Beautiful.
Beautiful.
I enjoy prozzak they put on a hot show. And in regards to this talk of breasts well they are fickle creatures but most boys don't mind them at all.
this reminds me a little of Ms Ratched, but less creepy and robotic!
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