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Because some people care too much about how strangers see them.

I always wondered what happens when somebody is wearing something like this takes somebody home.

 

for men i honestly don't even know.... >.> i can't say i wouldn't laugh... if even just a little

 

for women the result is probably the same as padded bras... oh well, fuck it.

literally.

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A serious dumbass.

 

Oh, Zeni, come check this out. This was made specifically for someone like you. The ladies will love it.  ::)

 

i'm not even gonna lie, i tried some spanx once. the kind that go from above the knee to just under your tits.

 

i realized two things that day.

 

one, these contraptions were clearly not meant for women of my size because it made little to no difference.

two, PAIN AND SUFFERING, it exists within the threads of that fabric.

 

never again.

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I've tried the ones that go around your waist. It felt and looked like crap, so that didn't happen ever again.

I will wear something like a back brace, but, of course, that's for functionality, not appearance.

 

now that i understand.

 

i have a back brace for work.

on occasion, the woman who supervises and works in receiving likes to take a vacation. i'm the only other person who is both trained and physically fit enough to run that shit. so back and knee brace it is. knee cuz old people problems in a young body. merp.

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now that i understand.

 

i have a back brace for work.

on occasion, the woman who supervises and works in receiving likes to take a vacation. i'm the only other person who is both trained and physically fit enough to run that shit. so back and knee brace it is. knee cuz old people problems in a young body. merp.

Oh, I can understand that. My back's been trash since I was 13. No fun at all.
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Can we burn it all to the ground yet?

 

i know, i know, this is a sign but i'm still not ready yet.

 

i still haven't gotten to the point where i'm not asking question when we play magic, i haven't had that ultra specific threesome i've been waiting for, and i haven't even been out of the country even once.

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13!

WUDIDYEWDEW?!

It happened at a church camp. They had a homemade water slide going down the side of a hill. The other kids were going down it, and a bunch of them went off the sides, and ended up tumbling and sliding down the hill. I saw that, and wanted no part of that, knowing someone was going to end up getting seriously hurt (red flag).

 

My buddy tried to talk me into it, but I wasn't having it. As we were leaving, he mentioned something about getting on it halfway down the hill. I thought about it, thinking what would be the harm (another red flag). I agreed, and we got on it. My friend was in front, I was in back. As we started going down the slide, this turdburglar standing at the very top decides he's gonna come down. I told him not to do it, but dumbass come flying down anyway, and instead of opening his damn legs, his feet hit me square in the lower back, causing us to fly the rest of the way down to the pool at the bottom.

 

I stayed underwater for about a minute thanks to the shock. When I came up, I couldn't feel my legs, so I hung on the side of the pool. I threatened to kill the fool, even though I couldn't move if I wanted to. He left, I told my friend to go on ahead, so he left, and it was about 15 minutes before the feeling came back and I could move my legs again. My back was killing me, and my legs felt like lead weights, but I slowly made my way up the damn hill back to the camp. I managed to get cleaned up and changed for evening church service. Oh, I was so miserable. I didn't do anything at all the next day. The day after that I went home.

 

We all thought I had just bruised my back and hurt some muscles, so I didn't have it checked out. It eventually healed, and life went on. Over time, my back started giving me problems and kept getting worse until I had to get it checked out. Turns out I had herniated discs, deteriorated dics, and a gap in a vertebrae where it had split open (most likely from the impact). My body had tried to heal itself by filling in the gap with calcium deposits, which ended up pressing on some nerves. Surgery is not an option, since the doctor said there was a 75% chance of me being paralyzed if anything was done. Yay.

 

 

 

Short answer: stupid freak accident

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