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last week on the morning mother was leaving for margeaux's, i woke up to her asking me if i have a nipple ring. i usually sleep naked and so instinctively i pulled up my covers but i didnt even realize i was showing when she asked. it was silly. i said yes in my suddenly not so groggy state. it reminded me of the time she woke me up with the burnt joint paper in her hand brian had left somehow in the bathroom. she asked if they were both pierced. yes. "how long?" - 1 year march 26. "do you clean them?" im not stupid, if i took the responsibility of a piercing i dont want sickness. she didnt believe she couldnt have noticed that long and then she started freaking out that my cold that accumulated just that week had been caused by an infection i must be neglecting from my freshly pierced nips.
later that day i had to discuss the situation with my sister as to what she knew and didnt. retardedly a few days before she mentioned i had an id to mother on the phone lucky i was around so i quickly defaulted the situation. margeaux acknowledged the mistake. its a little like her to tattle, she probably feels its pay back time and her adult nature coming through. she doesnt like that part so i think i scared her into trying not to think responsibly when she made sure mom didnt call that friday so i could party. that and she didnt want to get in trouble for taking me to get the piercings and the id on my 16th birthday. oh silliness.
later that day i had to discuss the situation with my sister as to what she knew and didnt. retardedly a few days before she mentioned i had an id to mother on the phone lucky i was around so i quickly defaulted the situation. margeaux acknowledged the mistake. its a little like her to tattle, she probably feels its pay back time and her adult nature coming through. she doesnt like that part so i think i scared her into trying not to think responsibly when she made sure mom didnt call that friday so i could party. that and she didnt want to get in trouble for taking me to get the piercings and the id on my 16th birthday. oh silliness.