Because I am finally going back to Black Moustache for my second session tomorrow, it occurred to me how much I enjoy getting pierced. Perhaps it may seem like a total contradiction to my previous post about being a "Silent Rebel", but I don't do these modifications to rebel against my parents or school rules or social conventions. I do them because I like them.
Most of my piercings are hidden, and I often get questioned why I even have them when I don't expose them. (including my white Star of David which is fading and the rook which is mostly covered by my hair)
I don't get them to show off to people, I don't get piercings to look like a badass, I don't get my body modified to piss my parents off or to make a bad name of myself in school.
I do them because they all symbolise different significant points in my life and how else but to mark them down on my body so that they stay with me for eternity. But essentially, I like the pain. The satisfaction I derive from the pain relieves me of everything I am suffering from in my mind even though it might only last a split second. I will never regret having these extra holes on my face or body and in fact I will continue having more.
People say I am defined by my piercings and ink but I beg to differ. I don't want to be known as a street punk/wild child/satanic freak etc. Majority of the people around me are unaware of this other side of me and they still treat me as an equal but now that I have came public with my private side, nothing's gonna change...
...right?
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