heart breaker, cookie baker...giantess.

I am huge. I am not really THAT huge, but I am growing. Sometimes at night, I have the creepiest pains in my legs. It feels like someone is hammering little nails into my femurs. I am already 5'7'' and I would rather be 5'4'' or 5'11''. I am awkwardly in between being cute and statuesque. That's how I feel a lot of the time, at least. I am tall enough to feel masculine but not tall enough to feel powerful.

I want to be cute.

I'm awkward looking, clumsy, and lanky. I look at some of my friends and I wonder why I couldn't just end up like them. Whenever I kiss a boy, I never have to stand on my tip toes. I want to have to do that! I think I have done that once, and it was bliss. I felt small, protected, and delicate; I never feel like that. Willy Boulay, come back to me so I can do that again.

Then again, I want to grow so I can model. I'm not sure if I'm even cut out for that in the whole facial area, but I feel like maybe I could try it? I light up in front of the camera. But I am not all that interesting looking, so who knows.

Next time you see me, I might be a 6'0'' OGRE! Or maybe I will shrink.

ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE!