2010 – Iki-shi, Nagasaki-ken, Japan, Earth


I am woman, hear me roar.My arms aren’t usually that big of an image contention point for me.  But the reality is that they’re big and flabby.  I have that disgusting under-the-arm flab that women get when they’re nearing or into their fifties.  Or older, if their in shape.  My triceps are a testament to the fact that I’m a writer, not a body builder.

So, here goes:

My arms are pretty.  My arms are pretty.  My arms are pretty.


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