So I've been putting it off for 3 years to pull my wisdoms out, despite knowing they were all growing crooked and gonna smash my teeth all together.
Never told my parents it was because of my fear of "receiving," and eventually actually "receiving" into the cozy family a little.
Already as it is, the poor little thing has to adjust to our height (we're 5'7), the boobs (because having C's when you're 3-4 years old is hella weird), and the occasional misfortune of being scared by... bleeding.
I didn't want to risk her switching too early in the healing process and either a.) flipping the fuq out, or b.) making it worse by eating hard food/picking at the holes/not properly taking care of it in general.
Now, I didn't really have a choice cuz of one them was in danger of infection cuz blah blah blah medical stuff and breaking gums.
Here's hoping little Strawberry listens to us and is willing to be a smart, good, big girl like she does most of the time.
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Sleepless Nights of A College Dropout
After decluttering my journal, cuz lordy lord did I have stupid entries, and after more invasions of privacy than I can count from living at home, I've decided to use this journal once again, for more or less its intended purpose. ... Whatever that m