Today’s the day where I am going to go to my plastic surgeon to finally see what they’re going to recommend for my body.
Yes, I’m getting boob implants to boost up my self image.
People tell me I’m going to be sorry, but this is something I want and
if anything I always learn from my mistakes.
My body, my world, my happiness.
Going under the knife is going to be scary…cutting the muscle and shoving in saline filled little plastic bags.
I’m following the trend among women and I don’t want people to say “you’re beautiful how you are” Yeah. Pretty face…okay body…but…no boobs man.
I’m suppose to be a woman…I feel like I’m stuck in a young womans body.
