Take my boobs, please

Sometimes I think my life would be so much easier if I didn’t have to deal with having boobs:

  • they wouldn’t hurt for a week (or more) leading up to my period. yay for swelling!
  • I wouldn’t experience societal pressure for them to be bigger, perkier, defying gravity, etc
  • I wouldn’t have to spend a ton of money on bras
  • I wouldn’t be judged for my bra choices
  • I’d be able to wear a button up shirt without worrying about the shirt gapping on my chest

 

maybe it’s  not my boobs that are the problem, maybe I just need to get some xanax or valium so i’m not so worried/stressed/annoyed/anxious about boob stuff.

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