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So, look what I found today!
What was I thinking with my hair? I like it way better now, and not just because it's purty colors. Like this.
Notice anything? I've lost weight. Not a lot, true, but from my face. Which is nice, rather than losing it from some random place like my elbow. I haven't gotten on the scale since I got home, but I'm pretty sure I've lost a few pounds since I'm not eating out or at res-caf every night. Ideally I'd like to be between 120 and 140 pounds. Not a stick, but thinner than I am now. For the record, in that old picture I was about 230 lbs.
I've decided that without a paid account, there's no way I can keep enough icons to go with my fandoms. So I'm going to put up icons that are just of me, because it's my freaking journal after all.
I've been so busy with artwork and that Harley/Joker fic that I haven't been chatting much aside from with Steph recently. This weekend we're spending Friday until Tuesday together, AND ON SATURDAY I'M GETTING MY LIP PIERCED. I'm so excited. I think lip rings are so sexy, and trust me - kissing someone with a lip ring is really hot. RIGHT STEPH?!
I'll be honest - I'm scared shitless of getting my lip pierced. Getting my tattoo was nerve-racking, but the needle wasn't going through me AND it was behind me so it wasn't so bad. This though... Needle through my lip. Anything going THROUGH my body (extra points if it's hollow for some random reason) freaks the shit out of me. You have no fucking idea.
I know it'll hurt and I'm so scared but I want it so bad. That's kind of kinky when you think about it, huh? My desire for a lip piercing is greater than my fear of it, so I'll do it and it'll be a rush and I'll feel so great once it's over and proud that I endured it. Steph will hold my hand and tell me how brave I was afterwards, right?
Oddly enough, I think I could do anything in the world if someone would snuggle me afterwards and tell me I did good... Some call a shrink, I think I smell parental issues in that statement. Oh well.
EDT: Yeah, this is Flishie's fault, h0r. Happy birthday!
What was I thinking with my hair? I like it way better now, and not just because it's purty colors. Like this.
Notice anything? I've lost weight. Not a lot, true, but from my face. Which is nice, rather than losing it from some random place like my elbow. I haven't gotten on the scale since I got home, but I'm pretty sure I've lost a few pounds since I'm not eating out or at res-caf every night. Ideally I'd like to be between 120 and 140 pounds. Not a stick, but thinner than I am now. For the record, in that old picture I was about 230 lbs.
I've decided that without a paid account, there's no way I can keep enough icons to go with my fandoms. So I'm going to put up icons that are just of me, because it's my freaking journal after all.
I've been so busy with artwork and that Harley/Joker fic that I haven't been chatting much aside from with Steph recently. This weekend we're spending Friday until Tuesday together, AND ON SATURDAY I'M GETTING MY LIP PIERCED. I'm so excited. I think lip rings are so sexy, and trust me - kissing someone with a lip ring is really hot. RIGHT STEPH?!
I'll be honest - I'm scared shitless of getting my lip pierced. Getting my tattoo was nerve-racking, but the needle wasn't going through me AND it was behind me so it wasn't so bad. This though... Needle through my lip. Anything going THROUGH my body (extra points if it's hollow for some random reason) freaks the shit out of me. You have no fucking idea.
I know it'll hurt and I'm so scared but I want it so bad. That's kind of kinky when you think about it, huh? My desire for a lip piercing is greater than my fear of it, so I'll do it and it'll be a rush and I'll feel so great once it's over and proud that I endured it. Steph will hold my hand and tell me how brave I was afterwards, right?
Oddly enough, I think I could do anything in the world if someone would snuggle me afterwards and tell me I did good... Some call a shrink, I think I smell parental issues in that statement. Oh well.
EDT: Yeah, this is Flishie's fault, h0r. Happy birthday!