It's addictive.It paints beautiful pictures on your skin,leaving marks.
It scares people.It terrifies little kids.But that's how a monster is like.Till the day self destruction have the best the monster.
Then,the monster is perfectly human.Skinny,beautiful,scarred,cold,hard and dead...
I admit I'm OBSESSED with piercing.So what?
So I went to get a navel piercing on Wednesday(23rd of April) after a self study session at Starbucks.
After doing several research on price,standards,etc. I decided to go to Rise Above Tattoo and Piercings.I was a little nervous while waiting for the piercer to arrive especially when I could hear someone getting their tattoo done.But I thought its 'now or never'(nope not an attempt to be all HSM3),when the piercer arrived I just followed him into a room. Before he started I was asked to lay on a chair,I kinda was regretting my decision about the piercing.I knew when I lift my shirt I'd be revealing my scars,my past and all the secrets I have hid for the past 3years.
Disregarding my worries and went ahead with the piercing.He first sterilized the needle and briefed me on the process and how to clean the piercing.Then he marked where the hole would be clamp and ask me to lay back down.
The piercing was really fast.It was about 2minutes and the pain subsided really quickly.
I'm really satisfied with the piercing and the piercer was extremely friendly:)
Although,my parents found out like 3days after the piercing(they weren't suppose too><).They banned me from getting another piercing till I'm 18 because it's "unacceptable to be overly pierced in the family".Pff they and their asian traditions...
They can't stop a wild heart.Let alone to stop an insanely wild girl.
Till the next time when I have something to blog about or another piercingxD
Peaceeee^^
I still remember...I once had a friendship that was something I have always dreamed of as a kid...I lost it.
You had my back and defend me like a true friend would...I have no idea what happened...but I'm not human.I'm demon.Everyone leaves I'm not suprise...but I just yearn for that friendship.For the laughter we had.The fun,the secrets,the past we once had
I'm sorry....
Who in the fucking sick mind would create school?It just fucking give people anxiety...
Who in hell would ever create a law that a person has to stay in hell until they're 18 before they can leave?Because fuck all of this!I'm sick of trying to please everyone.I'm tired for being the outcast even at "home".Shit I hate being the "weird kid".Fuck it.I'm me....and in my heart this place is just another sleeping place,just another storage...this isn't a home.Maybe when I was a kid,yeah that's a home...now how about screw this society.I'm that punk ass,that fucking emo bitch.You can't agree with my music?My dressing?My love for crazy piercing and tattoos?I'm just gonna tell you I don't need your opinion,I don't need your money.For all I know you get those dirty dollars from sleeping with men.All I need is a one way ticket.To the U.S.To where my boyfriend is and trust me I will never ever return.There is where I will have acceptance.Not here...
they knock you down.you get up.but what if they pinned you down and asked you why you cant get up?
what if they choke you till you are suffocating yet they wont let you die.
the torture...they push you around...mentally.they drive you insane.they are at fault.yet you get the punishment
you want death.you want relief but its never up to your wishes....because you were never meant to be alive
A lighter in hand,
A bobby pin in another.
Light it up,watch it burn.
Shutting those darken hazel eyes,
Placing the the pin on my arm.
The pain was enough to make me feel relief.
This just fucked up.....
Strike the lighter,
Smiling sinsterly.
I lit myself on fire,
Burning down all my memories in this house.
Burning away all the pain and hate,
Afterall,it's all reduce to ashes
