To pierce or not to pierce, that my friends, is the question. C’mon, LUCY gorgeous HALE has it, and I love her (my logic sucks, I know). 

I’m not really sure what got into me tonight, all I know is that I met a girl today who had her tragus pierced and I said to myself, hey, I want that too. Yes I want it for shallow reasons like it’s prettyyyy and it’s something out of my comfort zone (yes,yes,I’m a sissy), but honestly, I think it’s more than that. I feel like it’s a decision which won’t be openly accepted by my parents, heck, even my boyfriend threw a WTF moment. But it’s something I want but I can’t do because other people don’t want me to do it. That just made me realize how much of a puppet I am — getting your ears pierce isn’t a crime, it’s art,but I can’t do it ‘cause other people just say so, and that’s that. I know there’s an argument of safety, but whatever bad that happens becomes my fate, something that I decided on, something I did on my own free will for my own happiness and I would be glad to take the consequences of because it was for me. I’ve been so busy thinking about others that I can’t even decide on what makes me happy. 

Maybe I really don’t live my life after all.