I've had the strange urge lately to get something pierced again. That surprises me from the standpoint that I figured it was just a phase during a particularly turbulent few years of my life. And yet, I still think about it. I don't have anything specific in mind really, though it would obviously have to meet the approval of the only person I would ever grant such authority. Two years later, it still bums me out that my industrial went bad.
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