People who only talk to me because of my bust are legit some of the most annoying people in the world. Yea, my boobs are the shit but so is EVERY thing else about me.
I am multi-talented, I work hard, I'm intelligent...I'm borderline feminist, I do not believe in social constructs...
I think "gender" is a myth...
So much more you could talk to me about than my breasts.
Why, DB?
Because I'm engaged to the most fucking awesome man in the world. And you're not getting anything from me. Nothing.
[[Also this picture is pixelated as shit but I'm hungover and I'm not fixing it.]]
I'm pretty much losing my head from this Honors Chemistry business.
I go into my second shift in 15 minutes, which brings me to a total of 9 hours of work today. I had an exam first thing this morning. I just wanna sleep.
So now I wear it every day, and it symbolizes such a long history of love and happiness, and hope for even more love and happiness, that I can't even describe how beautiful it is to see it on my hand.