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Today, I was in line at a checkout. I have quite a few facial piercings and 1/2” gauges in my ears. The very heavy cashier asks how big my gauges are and then starts telling me about how she recently got her clitoris pierced and how sometimes she has orgasms behind the register. FML
arrggh! a note to everyone on planet earth: do not fucking call them gauges. to “gauge” something is to determine the size of it, to make something bigger is to STRETCH it. you do not wear “gauges” in you stretched lobes, etc. you wear “plugs”, “earrings”, or even just “jewelry”. you don’t even know what your modification is called, you shouldn’t be doing it to your body, you fucktard. if you want to avoid being ridiculed and /or punched in the face by a person with body modifiactions, do not call them gauges. for fuck’s sake.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
SARAH! sorry i didn’t get around to wishing you to have a good day till now, my bad…
but my boss forgot to leave me keys and a security code, as this is the first night I’ve closed the store. I am still waiting for her to call me back/come lock up the store. I’m tired and hungry and just really wanna go home. fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.
new nostrils complete with sticky-outy jewelry!
today I got my nostrils dermal-punched at a 12 gauge. it was kinda gnar gnar, not my favorite thing to do, but not as bad as I thought it would be. I freakin love em and can’t wait to wear the plugs I really wanna wear
