"It's not carrying them I'm worried about," I fire right back, lips pressed thin in irritation. "I mean, sure, I don't like the idea of stretch marks and god only knows I don't need more help in the chest department, but carrying them's just about eating right, exercising... I can do that. It's the after that I don't have a club about."
I rub the heel of my hand against my eyes. "It's worse than flying blind."
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Date: 2012-05-04 07:34 am (UTC)I rub the heel of my hand against my eyes. "It's worse than flying blind."
Flying scared.