sweet…

earlier today i got really bored (my apartment is empty because i'm moving, work is over till june, and almost all of my friends are at coachella which i didn't go to because i'm allergic to camping) and started wondering *how* closed up my old nipple piercings had gotten...

so i took an earring, went to test the waters and the post just slid right through. 3/4 of my holes are still completely open. weird.

now that i've forgotten how obnoxious it was to always be catching the little barbells on everything (shower curtains, loofahs, people's hair, my hair, people's teeth, clothing, thin fucking air, EVERYTHING) and constantly having to soak my tits in sea salt to stave off the grody nipple ooze of doom i'm tempted to see a piercer about tapering them back up to a 14 or so, re-piercing the horizontal right one and throwing some jewelry in when i'm not shooting.

/me is glutton for pain. glutton.