When I was in college, I went abroad and got a cartilage ring. It was a rebellious thing to do (for me) (at the time). In fact, since my mother is the type to go pale-faced at the mere thought of me getting a tattoo, that little piercing was the edgiest thing I could get away with without being disowned. Some time passed, and though I loved this little souvenir that surely commemorated my ability to make decisions on my own, it wasn't quite enough. I liked the idea of more earrings, and I liked ...
When I was in college, I went abroad and got a cartilage ring. It was a rebellious thing to do (for me) (at the time). In fact, since my mother is the type to go pale-faced at the mere thought of me getting a tattoo, that little piercing was the edgiest thing I could get away with without being disowned. Some time passed, and though I loved this little souvenir that surely commemorated my ability to make decisions on my own, it wasn't quite enough. I liked the idea of more earrings, and I liked ...
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