Hmm tough to say because i dont know what sort of years will be my last.. will they be lonely or painful? Or happy?
Either way.. i would either change my breasts, height, or skin..but i dont think I'd want to knock off more than a year if even that. I'd say I've probably spent about a year's worth of time feeling absolutely poopy about these aspects of myself anyways.. so in a sense, a year has already been taking off my life just being upset about these things. Why spend even more time brooding over them?
Anyways.. Before maybe a year or so ago, this wouldn't have mattered much.. but when i think of how much time any of us really have..it s a fraction of an eyeblink.. and its hard for me to swallow the fact that it includes time spent with loved ones.