Had my ring out for a week because I was sick. It's closed up. Fuck every thing in my fucking life. The piercer said he could put a taper in it to open up the hole but i doubt I'll be able to find a ride tomorrow or over the weekend. So yeah, in my mind, my piercing's officially closed up. I feel like it's mildly inappropriate to cry but I can't stop the small tears from falling. I finally felt at peace with myself, piercing wise, and then this happens. I feel so disconnected from myself. I finally felt like me. And now that me is slightly askew.
I can't deal with this heartbreak right now. I'm gonna go get dressed and work on this paper due tomorrow then drown myself in music.

















