When you are a 19 year old girl of slight proportions
And you have crazy bad hair -
sticking up,
bed head, curly, short or full of
hackneyed barrettes
You can wear a shirt with no bra
and you can get ready to go in
less than ten, glasses askew
and you can
run, run, run after the
boys without their hands
prying at your heart or their eyes sliding down your body
THEN: you have
punk rock breasts
because they don't fucking matter
they don't care
and the people who appreciate them aren't just doing it out of
popular opinion.