Okay so all my life I swore up and down I'd never get my girls pierced. I thought it was a little out there and I hate how my boobs look. Then one day I came across some jewelry that I couldn't live without so I said fuck it let's do it, maybe it'll boost my self confidence a little bit and add a little more sparkle to my presence. High key that was one of the most painful piercings out of my collection of 20 holes. My SO and best friend came with me and they won't stop talking about how adorable my chest looks and im just sitting there contemplating what has lead me to this point in life. We got home and my SO told me he doesn't care about them, he could live with or without them which low key made me feel awful again. And now im sitting here 12 hours after the fact wondering if I wasted $100 because I'm not feeling totally in love