Hey, what’s going on? I know we don’t talk much but you’ve recently come to my attention. Pre-pregnancy, you used to be like this:
Now that I’m growing a baby bird, you’re all up in everyone’s face, like this:
You’ve gotten huge.
I’m pretty sure all in central Maine can see you coming from a mile away. You’ve probably been spotted in Boston as well.
No matter what I do to cover you up, you’re all like HELL NO and poke out to say hello. Yikes!
I already have enough weird shit going on with my body, so chillax and calm the hell down.
*Twenty One Pilots – House Of Gold