Confessions of a Fugitive Mind
December 11, 2002
On the Eve
This is my last night with big boobs. I keep thinking there should be some big fanfare or epiphany or scintillating night out - but there's nothing. I don't really feel any different. Well, I worry that I'll miss my boobs and that I'll be in a lot of pain, but its a strange feeling.
Posted by criminal at December 11, 2002 11:40 PM