One of My Sexiest Piercings.

I had my tongue pierced at a whim, when I was seventeen. Call it teenage rebellion, call it self-harm, call it whatever you want. All I knew was that when I got it, it'd make me feel a lot better about myself. I like piercings, in all forms ( I have six, but at that time I had about twelve, including two in each nipple, my labret, my eyebrow and gauged ears).

I remember going in, thinking "Will this hurt more than my conch piercing?". The truth? Not even close. Sure, my tongue swelled up like a balloon (which annoyed my boss no end as I worked on the phones), and I had to eat nothing but soup for a couple of weeks, but after that, it was perfect. About three weeks after having it pierced, the swelling had gone down completely, so I changed the bar to a smaller one. Since then, everything's been perfect with it. I feel better about myself, and I felt a startling rise in popularity after one girl told her story about me and her to the population of my local pub.. My piercings (and the stuff they're attached to) are now famous, apparently!

neonbrokenhalo neonbrokenhalo
22-25, M
Mar 18, 2009