Poor man's piercing shop. You'll need
Needle from emergency sewing kit-two count
Snakebite piercings from Hot Topic- one pack of
Bottle of rubbing alcohol- one bottle of
Cotton balls- at least five
Glass of salt water- rise wound thrice daily
I let the needles sit in a pot of boiling water for ten minutes before letting them cool in a bowl of alcohol. I was taking no chances with skin infections. I rubbed some alcohol over my lips, and without hesitation stuck in the first needle.
It didn't go as smoothly as I thought. The needles they use at a real piercing shop have got to MUCH sharper as the first one when with much resistance, bleeding and pain. I still had the other side to go. It was hell.
After that magical experience, I lay on the couch with a blood soaked paper towel in my mouth. I heard a purring come from behind me
"Hey Muffin". Muffin was my American Shorthair. And I mean MY American Shorthair. I adopted her with my own money I made working summer jobs between Freshman and Sophomore year. She gave me a kiss on the ear and went to go lay at my feet.
I was an only child. Both my parents worked. My mom had a job as a nurse, my dad worked for a company that made electronic equipment. I got Muffin as a sixteenth birthday present for myself. I preferred having a cat. It was something I could actually love and look after. Also I couldn't just pawn off the non existent spoon up my ass and buy a car.
It was only the first day of school so no homework was in order, just a night of a Clockwork Orange, Thursday, Taking Back Sunday and My Chemical Romance.
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