28 is the larry number obviously, but it’s also very important to me! two years ago on the 28th of december, i got top surgery. that experience changed my life and i’m so happy i did it, but it’s so weird to think about. it feels like i’ve always been this way, but then i remember i had to be…unbreasted? i let go of pieces of myself to feel whole. i gave up flesh and nerves and skin and my only regret is i never asked what they’d do with it? where did it go??? i wish they burned it and gave me the ashes so i could have a boob urn lol.
i’ll be pouring one out (into my mouth) tonight for the homies (my deceased tits)!


















