turned 18 last saturday, my sis took me and kelin to lunch, but we ate breakfast. then us and heidi went to 23th steet body piercing and got my tongue pierced. and yes I'm serious. I did the responsible thing and told my parentals, yep not doing that again. my dad equated my tongue piercing to joan of arc burning at the stake
I'll go to OU, but if I ever consider getting married before I've traveled alot, SHOOT ME. Oh and that certain guy is fucking bipolar, I can never tell with him. And, on my 18th birthday I'm getting a tongue ring, they're so fucking hot!!