when u try to caffeinate yourself and just end up increasing ur heart rate with no discernible changes in levels of exhaustion
Everything about buying sports bras (and clothes in general) is bullshit. I was too fat for the ones at Target, so I went to Lane Bryant instead. They acted so bitchy and ignored me after one question because their bras’ band sizes start at 38, not 36.
So if you’re too fat they won’t accomodate you at the regular stores, but you still need to reach a certain amount of chubbiness and height to be accepted at plus sized clothes. If you fall in some middle area you don’t exist, as far as anyone’s concerned. You can fuck off to go gamble on the internet if you want to clothe yourself.