Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Nipples

I love them. There's something perfect about how they look. They're odd, especially on men, which I don't love those, but the size and shape of a breast can make it good, but without a good nipple, it'll never be great. And small breasts that are otherwise unremarkable can be great if they have good nipples. I don't know what makes a good nipple, color, shape, size, bumps, but I recognize one when I see it and I like it when I see it.

But I hate mine.

Mine feel out of place. Why do I have them?! One is hairier than the other. I can always see them through my shirt just poking out. Some days, they stay flat and hide well, but other times I will change a shirt so they're not obvious. Why do they get pointy some days?! They're not cold! I'm very warm at the moment, almost too warm because my neighbor hasn't turned off their heat and I feel it in my feet! That rhymed. But why can't they just be normal? Very few people have such noticeable nipples and mine probably aren't to others but to me they are and Jennifer Aniston had them and so did Emily Beyers, who you wouldn't know because she was in my high school chem class and she had a big blue vein in her forehead and big blue eyes and one night we flirted through AIM because she thought I was someone else and the next day I went to school and made a comment to her referencing last night and she was confused and later her friend told me she thought my screenname was someone else's which was ridiculous because at the time my screen name was Foun10ofYouth.

Please love me in spite of my nipples and my worry over my nipples. 

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