I got my belly button pierced last … um … May(ish?) because I wanted to make a boy happy. I’ve always been sort of anti-navel piercing (they strike me as something one should do when one is 16 and trying to “rebel”) but he was a big fan, and well, I decided to be adventurous … It’s sort of hard to hear (it was shot on my Treo), but the gist is, I was a bit freaked out by the concept of a large needle being threaded through my stomach.
I no longer have the piercing. Or the boy.
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