Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn.

I have finally gained the confidence to not wear board shorts while swimming.

I still have the bright white thunder thighs, but I no longer feel the need to cover them. (I apologise for that very horrible mental image you are now experiencing).

I do have board shorts, but you see, they don’t fit me right currently, so it’s easier not to wear them. I thought the first time I went without them, the world would explode, but it didn’t.

Now I don’t see any reason to wear them. Who cares if someone sees my bright white thunder thighs? I don’t care that I have them, nobody else should either.

I think I can finally say, that I am comfortable in my body. I have never been comfortable in it before, but now I am. I don’t really know when things changed, but they have.

I am no longer ashamed to walk around in public with minimal clothes on. I just don’t give a shit. I’m comfortable and that is all that matters, right?

I’m proud to have big boobs and to flaunt them. They are what I was given. Of course I still dress within reason, but why shouldn’t I perk them up a bit and wear a low cut top or dress when it is extremely hot outside?

That was kind of my long winded way of saying today was hot and I went for a swim.

MASTER OF THE WRITTEN RANT, I TELLS YA!

Yeah, and that was pretty much my ENTIRE day. Everything else is rather inconsequential and I really can’t think of any way to make it exciting.

Except…

FOURtv launched today. They’re going to be playing Sesame St! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.

Anyway, I am heading to be early. Yes, midnight is early for me, considering I usually go to sleep at two. I am going to sleep early, because I feel I need to get up tomorrow as I have work to do!

EXCITE.

I start writing for Oh, the scandal! So I want to get a jump on the day and get writing. Shall be fun!

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