When I turned eighteen it was a wonderful day filled with lottery tickets, purchasing my mom cigarettes (ewww), and of course piercings. I've wanted piercings for a while, but not exactly the ones I got. I wanted my nose piercied, but ever since gauging my ears my mom wouldn't allow me to. So instead I decided to get my ear pierced, that way she couldn't yell at me because technically it wasn't a "facial" piercing.
The pain wasn't that bad to be quite as bad as I thought it was going to be. Gauging my ears hurt really bad, so nothing really compared to that. What did hurt however was the after pain. My ears stayed sore, and remain sore this day. Sometimes my rook piercing even bleeds and my tragos has what's called hypertrophic scarring (which I can't get rid of) see. I guess I learned my lesson, don't pierce things behind your mother's back.
All piercings are so cool!!
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