they were instrumental in the efforts i made to love myself, tirelessly working from the day we met to make me feel beautiful. they were a shining beacon in the night, a secret pride. were it not for their obvious inability to remain, i would have loved them until the day i died.
we had some good times together, the three of us. in fact, i thought we’d get to see forever, but forever’s gone away. at least i’ll take with me the memories to be my sunshine after the rain. it’s so hard to say goodbye to yesterday.
goodbye, sweet nipple rings. goodbye. had you ever healed completely (even once, at any point in these many years) and not given me reason to believe my breasts might abscess and rot off, we would be buried together, to spend an eternity as titanium coated steel and skeletal remains anywhere but in a jewish cemetery.
i invite you to use this opportunity to share your fondest memories of the departed with the many others who are so deeply grieving.
*UPDATE* well, it was just too much. i put the little fuckers back in. i wasn't ready! they were too young to die!
i'm thinking maybe better quality jewelry will end the irritation. i've had decent luck with titanium, but most titanium is just a coating. once the coating is gone, so is the relief. next phase: gold. white, not yellow.
except $221 for one golden nipple ring? that's highway robbery! stick em up!
and to appease the masses, here is a picture of not my boobs(NSFW) that i snagged from the interweb.
note: my boobs are bigger, my piercings horizontal. also i try not to have my girls be on the first page of results on google.