I really really really really really want to get a tattoo when I go to get my lip re-pierced. I want this too shall pass tattooed on the inside of my left wrist. Being bipolar makes me a total drama queen, and it would be a beautiful reality check.
But the father unit has refused. I can understand. I mean, I probably shouldn’t be coming home with a new piercing either. Oh well.
I’m bored now.
Bye.
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