REST DAY. 

Because I just realized what time it is. Time to go to bed.

I don’t know why I’m so creepy…
Sometimes I’m kind of annoyed how big my breast is, but some days I just can’t stop touching them and I feel great and confident with ‘em.
And the most amazing part is, that they just did not shrink so far, whilst I’m losing weight, which has never happened to me and normally also not to anyone else with exceptions. Can you believe that? 

But with my big boobs come my complexes:
Problem 1) I’m short and EVERYONE gets a clear look at my cleavage and sometimes I don’t know if they’re staring at my scar or my boobs and that makes me feel awkward, Problem 2) They are sort of always in the way, Problem 3) I can’t really wear tank tops, ‘cause they make me feel like a porn star… 
Of course I know that MANY women would die for big breasts or at least would like to have some and I’m complaining about them….
And I would really like to be fully proud and conscious about them ALL THE TIME without  feeling to appear offensive and provoking, but still they make me feel uncomfortable very often. 
Here’s the thing: I don’t want to be seen as a sexual object, I just want to be myself and feminine, but I’m afraid many people don’t see the difference.

I guess this is the part where I should start to give a damn fuck about others people opinion and stop being weird and enjoy my figure and being a woman and being me and just live without regrets,
SO YOLO I LOVE MY BOOBS.