Breasts.

Today was different from most other days. Today, a thought happened.

I was in the shower, the place where all my great thoughts happen. If I could blawg in the shower, by blawgs would be a hell of a lot more interesting. Anyway, trailing off topic. I was thinking about breasts, a thing I do often and it occurred to me that in a physical sense, breasts don't really matter.

Undeniably, breasts are fun and I envy girls for having them all the time but what attracts me to them is the fact that I don't get to see them all too often, and even when I do, size doesn't matter.

I don't understand the whole preferring larger or smaller breasts (although in my honest opinion, they both have there pros and cons), The fact that they are the main teasing point even when a woman's intentions is not to tease.

I'm not gonna lie, there was a point to this when I had this thought, but that was this morning, it's now around 6 PM.

All in all, I enjoy breasts. They don't matter but they still turn me on.
I'm confusing myself as I type this.

'til net time.
Matt.