poem Unbound By Cara Thereon on Wednesday, February 11, 2015 A tired girl’s haiku Confined in this plane Like my breasts in this bra Ready to be free Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Like this:Like Loading... flying Previous Post Next Post Related Posts poem Slippery poem Bruise Photos poem writing Slender neck
Accidental Masturbator February 11, 2015 at 5:21 am Reply Sounds like a mantra for Hacinth’s Boob Day.
hispetitelle February 17, 2015 at 7:24 pm Reply I just burst out loud in laughter and am getting a lot of looks. The first thing I do when I walk in the door is set the girls free.
Cara Thereon February 17, 2015 at 8:25 pm Reply I wanted to take my bra off on the plane, but didn’t think that was wise
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Sounds like a mantra for Hacinth’s Boob Day.
Loved this 🙂
Take the bra off?
But keep the plane.
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I suffered through. The breasts were released later
I just burst out loud in laughter and am getting a lot of looks. The first thing I do when I walk in the door is set the girls free.
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I wanted to take my bra off on the plane, but didn’t think that was wise