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I’ve Got Small Breasts and a Big Butt, lol
I’ll let you know right away: my body is like that dish you’ve never ordered at a restaurant, but when it arrives at the table, everyone wants to try it. I have small breasts and a butt that looks like it took all the investment from the genetic project. It’s as if the factory decided to save money on the top and throw everything it had left over at the back.
I spent much of my teenage years staring in the mirror and trying to decipher my own design. While my friends looked like Renaissance masterpieces, with everything nice and round, I was more like a contemporary sculptor. The kind that makes you have to tilt your head and think, “What did the artist mean here?”
And, of course, the world doesn’t forgive. At school, any girl who deviates from the norm becomes the target of comments. Once, a boy looked at me with that smile of someone who thinks he’s giving me a compliment and said: “Your butt is so big that it looks like you’re always carrying an invisible backpack.” I laughed. But, inside, I wanted the earth to swallow me up, backpack and all.
Deep down, I’ve always wanted to have those bra-advertising breasts, you know? Round, perky, with that cleavage that seems to defy the laws of physics. But mine? Oh, they’re more humble…
