Bbbbbaaallliiinnnn!! . . . Freeballin' that is!

So last night I spent the night at my sisters house in Westchester because my niece wasn't feeling well. So anyway I was supposed to wash out my undies last night before I went to sleep but I forgot. (I was hella tired) I remembered when I was laying out some clothes to wear for today at work. It was too late to wash something out and dry them so I said eff wearing undies!

I don't freeball often but when I do it's very liberating! It's like you don't have anything restraining your movement. I have a friend that hardly ever wears undies. 'Tia' has maybe 10 pairs, if that, and she only wears them when her aunt flow comes for a visit. I have more pairs of underwear than pants and tops combined. Since my undies are the first thing to touch my bare skin I have to make sure they are always on point.

Walking down the corridor to get to the train has me smiling. I feel like I'm in on the biggest secret and no one has the slightest clue! I love it! How about you, Do/Have you gone freeballin'??

-Tristan

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