Yes, I’m doing this because I don’t want to be president of the itty bitty titty committee anymore.
If you have a problem with that, you can avert your eyes, but my son is feeding and will continue to feed until we are both satisfied.
I was not one of those girls that wore makeup as a form of self-expression. I was just doing it because that’s what I thought all girls did.
One cultural standard of beauty isn’t all there is to being a woman, and to get hung up on appearance is to miss all of the potential that lies within just being a person, for starters, whatever your outer wrappings.
You found yourself throwing up again. It’s been days and this is still going on. You can easily assume that it’s from the flu season but it’s not. You wish it was.
Before that, perhaps, you bought your first bra. Your mother took you to the store and stared at your chest before selecting something white and awkward and strange. She called it a training bra.
To begin, I got totally screwed over in the dental genes department. I was born with a pretty severe overbite and a mouth that was too small.
It would be another decade until I would lose my virginity to a charitable young lady with suspect taste, but in the mean time, I had Penthouse Forum letters to supplement any proper experience or education.
Yet despite these hurdles, I have to say the worst stage of puberty was, without a doubt, the sprouting of those pesky pubes.
I ended up “developing” early, or so it seemed. When you’re a fat kid, people always think you’re developing boobs, even if you’re a boy.