Blah.

Millie won't have a bottle, she just wants tit. Just when I was contemplating cutting down for the sake of my breasts and my sanity. She's taken to demanding a very specific position after feeding, where she can be sick down my cleavage. I can't even be bothered to mop it up anymore, my bra catches it before I can.

A lady did something nice for me in a shop today and it made me a bit emotional. Which tells me I'm obviously feeling neglected and sorry for myself again. Must stop doing that, it's pointless.

Oh, and...

Tuesday evening I shall put up a picture of my newly shaved pussy. Just telling you now to get you all psyched up.

:)