Soo, where to start?
Modded 17 year old female here from just outside London, England.
I've been interested in body modification since I was about 10 or 11. I wanted my labret pierced since then, and finally got it done in October. I am now waiting upon my other mods...
Currently have: 14ga left ear industrial, 14ga lobes, 18ga lobes, 16ga lobes self pierced, 14ga labret, 14ga right nipple. I want to:
1. re-do my navel
2. tongue venoms
3. runic branding on my hands
4. get my other nipple done at 12ga, and stretch the other
5. wings tattooed on my back
6. horizontal clit-hood
Other interests:
1. Blood
2. extreme mods such as splitting, amputation.
3. large gauge piercings
4. scarification and branding
Other stuff I like:
Cooking - want to be a chef, day geckos, biking, swimming, running, horseriding, animals, penguins, reptiles, poisonous things, black metal, fire, circuses, poi-poi, fire breathing, espresso, mochas, reading, thinking, action figures, fish, forests, turtles, discovery channel, Harrods, Camden, snakes, big cats ...bleh
IAM: Female
IAM: English
IAM: 17
IAM: Crazy
IAM: Pierced
IAM: Lazy
IAM: Vegan
IAM: Hyperactive
IAM: Insomniac
IAM: Intolerant to gluten and dairy
IAM: A waitress
IAM: An animal lover (not like that)
2006/02/17 20:46 I feel terrible. I don't know why. I seriously feel like I am slipping back into anorexia again, as well as going nuts. 60mg a day of prozac has turned me into some kind of zombie. I nearly purged again today. Every single thing I put into my mouth I dread and hate. I want to hurt myself so badly, but I know that it's a stupid idea.. but the razor blades continue to call to me. I'm not really coping at the moment - I have coursework deadlines, when the pills I'm on mean I can't concentrate for longer than about 5 minutes before going hyper or falling asleep. I'm having issues at work with my hours - I get very scared and worked up working 6 hour shifts on Sunday lunch. Not only does it not help that I get chased with meat, or I get meat on me and have to serve people meat... but Sunday's are so so busy. I'm trying hard to control my people phobia, but Sunday's are worst of all, cause Francesca and Andy aren't there to calm me down. Just people who want to shout at me. Like Nathan. I have to continously explain to him why I am a: wearing trainers, b: can't carry 3 ultimate bowls without tears streaming down my face, and c: Freak out working 6 hours on a Sunday. I feel like such a pussy, "Nathan, I have arthritis in my hands and feet, and I'm on drugs and scared of people, so can I do a 12-3 on Sundays instead of 12-6?..and wear trainers and not run food on any shift?" It makes me want to scream, because I am so embarrased about being so fucked up and ill. It makes me feel like I'm a hypochondriac or an attention seeker...
Then the stuff that's ment to be making me better just has all these cunting side effects. Like my Ozzy-Osbourne-style tremor from prozac - It took me all afternoon to string a few beads onto some cotton earlier, just because I was shaking so much. The upset stomachs from the ibuprofen I have to take (on prozac..) to make my joints less painful. And the total lack of concentration. Fuck. It's driving me insane, I'm petrified that it's so close to the exams and I just cannot get the work done. I fall alseep on Andy at 10pm at night. I then don't sleep at all. I've not slept properly for weeks now. When I do get an hours sleep or so, I have fucking nightmares. Horrid, vivid real nightmares. I am seriously worried that I'm going nuts and I'm going to be dragged away by my shrink next month. I feel like I'm breaking down. I want to run to the fields and just scream and scream in an effort to calm down. Why did I have to get so ill.
2006/02/13 21:53 So, I finally got my industrial done! My friend Liz, wanted to go to Urban Piercings in Reading to get her navel re-done where it'd closed up, so I tagged along and came back with an industrial, and she came back with nothing lol. I love it. It hurts a bit though, wasn't as painful as I thought, but it hurts. Cartillage really isn't that bad. I nearly fainted though - such a pussy!! I think it must have just been the adrenaline wearing off after the first hole. It's got PTFE bar in at the moment, and it can be changed in 2 months to a metal one. I love it so much!
I did go to London in the end on Friday. I went up to Kings to get Andy his leopard gecko for valentines day - I came back with two. One for me and one for him. They were so gorgeous I couldn't help it. So now I have two new 6 week old leos in my zoo (bedroom) Mine is having her first shed as we speak, bless her. She's called Little Devil (she/he) and Andy's is called Valentine. Two asexual names, as they're too young to be sexed yet. I've also enquired after a green iguana up for re-homing, as I have a load of iggy gear arriving from my Aunt soon. Her poor iggy, Dermott, died a few weeks ago, and she's giving me all his equipment and stuff.
Shock horror... I even got started on my history coursework! I've had quite a productive day :)
