I'm Listening But I Can't Hear a SOUND!

Whenever I touch my new piercing I want to die.
Not because of the pain, oh, that's nothing.
I'm scared that when I keep knocking it, it'll get infected or form keloids.
BE
CARE
FUL
K
?
I'm going to be talking about it for a while. Sorry, it's love, it's love it's love. Make it hurt..

I find it interesting when we blog about each other subliminally.
Or when we try to, my not-so-subtle blogging friends.
Or my mistake, maybe you were'nt trying to be in the first place.
Whatever the case may be, you do it.
To get a release .
To make a point .
To say how you really feel.
Or don't feel at all.
The only reason you blog about us is because we're the only fags on here.
You know they're the only ones who are gonna read it.
And you kinda want them to read it, but you;re afraid they'd figure out it was from you to them.
I like how you think your part of us.
OooooooooooooOooooooooooooooooooooooooo
SO SO SO SCANDALOUS
Just kidding, I don't actually mean that anymore.
At one point I did though.