

[Photo date: 1/28/25] Hate to complain about the aches and pains that come with a great pace, but my chest is ballooning up so much that my nipples are too sore to wear a proper shirt 😮💨💕✨ It’s TOO cold for this ‘stated-open’ neckline. Jeez, it’s a good thing this is a full time position, I’d hate to have to walk around with everything out. I guess it’s all right that I’m snowed in without a plan to do anything but eat — but uhm if that keeps being the plan, how will my skin ever recover? ☠️😮💨💕💫✨ Ah well. I’ll just keep on balming up, cuddling down, and pigging out.
(And spending a lotttttt of time wondering how many Lindor truffles I could eat for Valentine’s Day. It’s not the usual ‘pizza nights’ crowd-fund — would it be weird to say ‘hey, if you wanna get me v-day chocolate, pitch in here…’ and set up a fund? I feel like it’s weird to ask for Valentines, but maybe-might-not-be-above it since it would directly involve chocolate and let’s be real I’m so greedy for belly filler 🥰♥️🍫✨💫 If you think this is weird/out of bounds/could just be me overthinking what is simply asking for chocolate, lmk in inbox? Valentines’ favors aren’t sacred are they?)