The other day I went to the gym and ran on the treadmill and I realized the following:
1. These boobs need two bras to be in a controlled setting
2. My boobs just want to lay comfortably under my armpits and they don’t enjoy jumping up and down while I’m trying to run.
3. It’s not fair my boobs sweat… My boobs should glisten beautifully in the fluorescent light.
4. My boobs become a lethal weapon when I run… mostly lethal to myself.
5. My boobs favorite part of the gym is when I release them from the sports bra into the wild.
Until next time,
Boobs are meant to be wild and free and to hide nonchalantly under the armpit