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Living Dead Boy
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I had small stud earrings for about a month. Literally a month. I fell asleep with them in my ear one night, and the next day, the rubber piece got stuck inside my earlobe. Yikes. So, I never wore earrings again, and I probably never will. Now tattoos on the other hand is something different. I've always contemplated about getting one. I'm not going to tattoo my entire body or anything crazy like that, but I think that one should suffice. And it has to mean something. I've been toying around with putting "the hardest thing in this world is to live in it" somewhere on me. Not original, granted, but it's such an important phrase, one I've been carrying with me since I first heard it. That, and maybe a lyric from Fleetwood Mac's Dreams, "thunder only happens when its raining". That song is quite possibly my favorite song in existence, so I might put that on me as well. Only time will tell.