

I bound my breasts todayI bound my breasts today.I bound my breasts today
In the morning I looked, and saw no point no passion nor pride in this bland fact of birth in continuing to pretend if, indeed, I was pretending. But by tonight the binding felt too tight. It squeezed and bruised and made me feel all was wrong. Yesterday, the same. If ever I tire, it's of contradictions -- those that take away my absolutes, and with them my convictions. I know who I am, but rarely what. And it can really suck. I bound my breasts today. I wish I had a definition, a label that would change with me and
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