I’m a very tolerant person, albeit sometimes short tempered and impatient. But tolerance, that’s my strong suit. Take it as almost my armor for the world, which in my adolescent I used to confuse tolerance as being bitchy and have so matured to find the difference between cold bitchiness and tolerant disconnection. That being said, feeling as though I have matured myself in these past eight...

No, seriously. I want to discuss breasts on the internet. I know, but hang with me for a second.Have you ever had that one thing about you you both loathe and adore? That one thing that you literally love to hate or hate to love? Yeah, me too. And mine would be my breasts. In all seriousness, I find them rather nice. They're large, fairly perky, and for a lack of better words I'd say 'cute'. But...