Me too. Mine aren't problem-causing huge, but when I was a size four with 34Ds, they were a little porny. Now that I'm a size 14 with 36Ds, they look more proportionate to my frame and they're still perky as fuck, despite the fact that I'm 34 and fat. I would count my rack as one of my best [physical] assets.

rowers. Rowers have the best bodies, period. So tall, so fit.

I'm sorry... "high-bag pressure?" I just can't.

Shit, I'm *still* into that.

What the hell does she have on her right hand?

Mine usually doesn't eat skirts, but my thighs rub together when I walk. I have to wear shorts or leggings under every skirt or dress or I end up with bloody, chapped, raw thighs. Woo!

YES THIS IS TRUTH. I also have this problem. I blame my thick thighs and lack of thigh gap, regardless of my size or weight.

I just want his mouth on me, gum or no.

For some reason, this hit me just right and I laughed hard.

Or shorts at all because even though my legs are strong (and I have muscular calves), I think shorts are the work of the devil and look horrible on me because I don't have legs that go up to my neck. I think I stopped wearing shorts at like 12 or 14, and growing up in Florida, that was a bitch.

I'd watch the shit out of it. And I kind of hate kids.

Ha! 16 year old.

This is my all-time favorite musical and there's no doubt I will not see this film. Also, side bar: as an impressionable 1 year old volunteering for the local community theatre, I was madly in love with our Wolf. He was twice my age and so kind to me and not creepy (unlike one of the guys in a different show the next…

She's more machine than man now. Or else she hired a drag stylist. Could go either way. In the pic on the right, she *strongly* resembles a former friend's drag alter ego.

I had to suppress laughing at my dentist's office and made this really weird sound with my mouth. Thank you.

Holy fuckballs, I think my right eye actually popped out of my head when I read that.

Holy sparkly blazer and leather pants!

I feel like she could attach a straw or snorkel to this and do some completely baller underwater espionage.

Hooray for making it out the other side! I've been in therapy since right before I left my ex (2+ years now) and I've been dating intermittently. Right now, I'm very single and not partying. I've decided to focus on the rest of my life - I'm about to lose my job, do I want to stay in this city?, working out hard 3-4…

I married and then divorced that guy. I was so exhausted by his constant neediness that I eventually shut down, he decided I was frigid and then the whole thing went off the rails.