Growing up

Since it was my birthday I decided to do something grown up and mature. I went and got a labret piercing on the left side of my lip. I wanted the septum but chickened out

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The day was pretty ok, it didn't rain, I decided to not spend the entire day in fetal position sobbing violently over being closer to 30. I decided that I am quite ok with it.

I even had the most unexpected gift, it may have been early but hot damn was it just what I needed/wanted.

In a nutshell; one more essay to go, winter is making my toes cry, Joni Mitchell is making my ears laugh and bananatacos are making me smile infinity.