Just as Rome fell, so shall they...

Long time no post. What could be the occasion? I just realized how vain I am, and had my sense of attractiveness completely crushed. I think I have always taken pride in my breasts. Proud they fed my children. Proud they look great in a tight shirt. Proud that they were quite large and well beautiful. I was in a MAJOR state of denial about the girls of late. They no longer are full, beautiful, attractive "fun bags" of last year. They aren't even as nice as they were before my second pregnancy. They look like a 50 year old womans boobs! Flat sad pancakes of flesh lacking even the tennis ball lump of a tennis ball in a sock! To take a halfway decent picture of them (yup I had to check them out via pictures to see if the mirror MAY have lied to me) I had to float them in water (vis the tub) AND take a picture from above, not at a normal angle. Did I mention the sagging skin wrinckles up? Yeah HOT! Maybe this is what happens to breasts after 35. Maybe its because they were so full of so much milk for so long. I find myself back to the thought that I may never want a man to see my body again. That is how important my boobs looking good means to me! Those of you 35+ gals with still great looking racks I can only say fuck you. That is so completely NOT fair! How will I ever get by without my wonderous rack?!? Will I now have to depend on my dazzling personality?!? (Oh how I wish it wasn't so "you either like it or don't") Will I have to depend now on my rock star good looks?!? (Oh wait, that's my fantasy face, not the real one in the mirror!) Maybe I will just go to bed and dream back my old boobs. I miss them so!