Twenty five years, and my life is still trying to get up that great big hill of hope for a resolution. And, so I wake in the morning and I step outside and I take a deep breath and I get real high, and I scream at the top of my lungs,
It's not fake, it's called scarification. Feel the need to point out the term covers many different forms of body modification, that picture isn't representative of all scarification. I've even done it to myself... Branding is another form of scarification.
This is a thread that I found on another website I post at. It can be really really interesting. I thought it deserved a place here.
Post your random thoughts for the day here, or anything else that intrigues you.
For starters, is it possible to give constructive critism to someone who doesn't have a neck? I totally just walked by a girl who didn't. Someone isn't getting a necklace for Valentines day!
And who decided black and white can't be colors? I want to say a racist. I really do.