I've been through the pains and pleasures of piercing more than a dozen times..
Thick needles, corks, calipers, pliers.
The etceteras & etceteras..
I used to freak out at the thought of things pierced into my skin.
But it wasn't till last week when I got my navel pierced again that I realised what I have done to my body.
I didn't feel the pain anymore.
I don't freak out anymore.
I feel like going through the process again and again.
Its like a ride at the theme park.
You just want to go through it again and again.
Now I'm contemplating to get my tragus pierced.

Looking into my bathroom mirror,
I feel like a self-manipulated piece of crap.