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| Feeling myself up ;) |
Tonight on twitter I was talking about my body and how altering it makes me feel more comfortable in my skin. Punching holes in my skin in the form of piercings makes me feel more at home in this body. This rebellious, frustrating and demanding body.
Tonight I am pretty at peace in my skin, at home with my metal additions, my coloured hair, my eyes that are neither blur nor green and my delightfully bouncy breasts.
I have started enjoying having a larger set of breasts, enjoying their squishy texture, the incredible soft skin, how sensitive my nipples have become since I got my nipples adorned with piercings 2 years ago.
Something about dashing down a set of stairs and looking down to see your own breasts bouncing is delightful (so long as I am wearing a supportive bra of course) catching men and women sneaking a look (and catching Eli not sneaking a look but rather blatantly staring down my top at the shops the other evening) the feeling of taking off a bra and the natural movement.
I have caught myself feeling them up on occasion .. just because they are fun to play with, just to squeeze and jiggle.
In short boobs are awesome.. and mine are rather fine examples.
I am learning to love this body of mine, it is the only one I have and I have it for my whole life. Its going to take me a long freaking time to love my thighs which are an insecurity from high school or my butt which honestly I am just glad is behind me so I cant see it that often.
But my squishy sensational boobs, my awesomely coloured hair, my various metal adornments are making the process easier.
Bit of a silly post to break my hiatus but I felt the need to write and this is what came out.
XOXO
Delilah
Tonight I am pretty at peace in my skin, at home with my metal additions, my coloured hair, my eyes that are neither blur nor green and my delightfully bouncy breasts.
I have started enjoying having a larger set of breasts, enjoying their squishy texture, the incredible soft skin, how sensitive my nipples have become since I got my nipples adorned with piercings 2 years ago.
Something about dashing down a set of stairs and looking down to see your own breasts bouncing is delightful (so long as I am wearing a supportive bra of course) catching men and women sneaking a look (and catching Eli not sneaking a look but rather blatantly staring down my top at the shops the other evening) the feeling of taking off a bra and the natural movement.
I have caught myself feeling them up on occasion .. just because they are fun to play with, just to squeeze and jiggle.
In short boobs are awesome.. and mine are rather fine examples.
I am learning to love this body of mine, it is the only one I have and I have it for my whole life. Its going to take me a long freaking time to love my thighs which are an insecurity from high school or my butt which honestly I am just glad is behind me so I cant see it that often.
But my squishy sensational boobs, my awesomely coloured hair, my various metal adornments are making the process easier.
Bit of a silly post to break my hiatus but I felt the need to write and this is what came out.
XOXO
Delilah
Your butt is awesome... if only it weren't behind you, you'd realise that yourself... :)
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Handful!! love the fact the scarf was in the picture. Makes the picture focused more what in hand. Too awesome not to stare at!!:P
ReplyDeleteI love boobs. Sometimes, when I'm bored, I look down my own shirt and admire them.
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