Adventures, Crusades, and Crime Fighting in the Underbelly of an Urban Paradise
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
And Then There Were None
A chapter in the book of George has come to a close. I have taken the piercings out of my back. I just got tired of people I didn't know coming up and touching me. I mean seriously. It was very FCUKING annoying.
2 comments:
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Ew. They'd really touch you? Like having piercings made you ok to touch, because you couldn't be a real person? Did anybody ever ask first? (A courtesy that you're supposed to learn in kindergarten, mostly for safety purposes.)
Oh yes, they touched. Even after I said "don't touch me." Once I was at Wal-Mart waiting to have a key made when some girl came up to me and just pulled out the back of the tank top I was wearing to look down my back. Tabitha almost punched somebody over it. It was almost like I wasn't really a person. Like they were just an extension of a person and not really some one's body.
2 comments:
Ew. They'd really touch you? Like having piercings made you ok to touch, because you couldn't be a real person? Did anybody ever ask first? (A courtesy that you're supposed to learn in kindergarten, mostly for safety purposes.)
Oh yes, they touched. Even after I said "don't touch me." Once I was at Wal-Mart waiting to have a key made when some girl came up to me and just pulled out the back of the tank top I was wearing to look down my back. Tabitha almost punched somebody over it. It was almost like I wasn't really a person. Like they were just an extension of a person and not really some one's body.
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