My posts are full of typos & shit. Every motherfucking one of them.
I had a boob. Two of them, actually. One was a #badboob and caught two cancer’s, so both were sliced off. I now have toxic free tits.
Writer I am not.
Editor I need.
Words you will read.
Ladies and gentlemen we need to be in touch with ourselves. That’s how I was able to detect the cancer so early. To those who’ve contacted me & told me how you’ve begun to explore and know yourself, schedule those mammo’s, follow up on unknown bumps, etc.