Well, like I said I am too lazy to dig anything up and the search capability of this site is terrible.
Back on topic- I agree that it is naive if not self-limiting to say you have peaked before you see where the road ends. A lot of extraordinarily successful people did nothing worth mention until mid-life or later. So it doesn’t make sense to say you have “peaked” when you don’t even know what that actually means in the context of your own life because you have no idea what the future holds or how your future self will feel about it.
I’m aware that my career will probably continue to be non-linear, my health and social life will have ups and downs. Physical fitness is a good thing to maintain but everyone’s body deteriorates at some point. For me, career satisfaction and my superficial self-image was important early on but I believe it will take a backseat to family and relationship satisfaction over the long-term.
They are not big…solid A cup. However, because of a slightly inward dipping sternum and a fit/ developed upper body from swimming, from some angles this creates an optical illusion of breast perfection that I am quite proud of.
This will never get old and I miss arguing over nonsense online but I am indeed too lazy. Btw when is the next AF meet up? I need to plan a few east coast trips. Maybe a trip to LA so Nerdy can buy me some drinks.
All this talk of boobs has me thinking there’s only one right answer. It has to be from 0-1 years old. I didn’t have to talk to anyone, sat around snuggling with my favorite blanket literally all day, people were constantly giving me new toys, and I got to play with boobs all the time.
All I can do is try to grow, learn and evolve and live a way that I don’t remember the old days with sadness for their passing but with pride and with gratitude that those old days led me to where I am today: a place of wisdom, experience and knowledge. If I can look back and feel that way, then I can be happy and satisfied.
From 0-1 I probably did hte most growing and saw the most boob, I’ll give sweep that.
Well, a 22 year old absolutely destroyed my mind today. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. She worked at the sunglasses store. Another adverse selection risk, eh, BS?
I was seeing this ‘prestigious’ older chick earlier in the year but she had so much baggage.