Russty - from personal experience be prepared for that bad boy to take a LONG ASS time to heal. I got mine done 3 years ago and it just stopped acting up recently. They're a bitch to manage sometimes
VP I didn't know you were seeing someone! Where the hell have I been?
are you serious? I got mine done like a year ago and I barely even notice that it's there (except when it got infected once over the summer because I put a bad earring in, ouch ) For the first 3-4 months I couldn't really sleep on it but after that it's been fine
Russty - from personal experience be prepared for that bad boy to take a LONG ASS time to heal. I got mine done 3 years ago and it just stopped acting up recently. They're a bitch to manage sometimes
VP I didn't know you were seeing someone! Where the hell have I been?
Probably because it's not even worth talking about. I've known him for 2 years, and it's been very off and on....mostly off. I used to like him a lot, but now I've very meh about him...and the strange thing is, now he seems to be calling a lot more and dropping over...for months now, I hardly ever answer the phone when I know it's him. I'm just not that interested in him, anymore.
Russty - from personal experience be prepared for that bad boy to take a LONG ASS time to heal. I got mine done 3 years ago and it just stopped acting up recently. They're a bitch to manage sometimes
VP I didn't know you were seeing someone! Where the hell have I been?
Thats what Jeremiah said as well. He said at least 6 to 9 months. He told me to be really careful and not get it caught on clothing like I did with my nose stud.
SG I swear I use to be such a chicken, but nothing really seems to bother me anymore. My hands did get a bit clammy, but then Jeremiah leaned down and was talking really softly in my ear and thats all I could think of. I swear the man can purr. And he knows what he is doing too. He's a total man whore. But very sweet.
mr. Cat hasn't noticed it and I won't be mentioning it anytime soon.
I'm not even joking, Bono has seriously raised my guy standards A LOT, and it's really not good NO guy is good enough to me! and especially Bono from all the fics I want someone like that!!! so every guy I meet, I compare to Bono! I mean it's a good standard, but it's like unreachable!!
Probably because it's not even worth talking about. I've known him for 2 years, and it's been very off and on....mostly off. I used to like him a lot, but now I've very meh about him...and the strange thing is, now he seems to be callin a lot more and dropping over...or months now, I hardly ever answer the phone when I know it's him. I'm just not that interested in him, anymore.
That's nothing to be ashamed of...feelings certainly do change! It sounds like the last guy I was with...I felt like such a huge bitch but after awhile I just wasn't all that interested anymore. Damn that first fiery stage cause 9 times out of 10 the rest sure as hell doesn't measure up
Have you kinda hinted that you're not interested when he drops over now?
I'm not even joking, Bono has seriously raised my guy standards A LOT, and it's really not good NO guy is good enough to me! and especially Bono from all the fics I want someone like that!!! so every guy I meet, I compare to Bono! I mean it's a good standard, but it's like unreachable!!
I'm not even joking, Bono has seriously raised my guy standards A LOT, and it's really not good NO guy is good enough to me! and especially Bono from all the fics I want someone like that!!! so every guy I meet, I compare to Bono! I mean it's a good standard, but it's like unreachable!!
I've even thought about marrying someone famous shh: :lol
That's nothing to be ashamed of...feelings certainly do change! It sounds like the last guy I was with...I felt like such a huge bitch but after awhile I just wasn't all that interested anymore. Damn that first fiery stage cause 9 times out of 10 the rest sure as hell doesn't measure up
Have you kinda hinted that you're not interested when he drops over now?
He was all hot and cold in the beginning, and then we'd go months without even talking...then see each other fairly frequently for a few months...then nothing. I got tired of it...and now he seems all desparate to see me again.
The crowd is screaming, cheering for more. The building is electric, filled with energy......they've done a good show. Already gone out for two encores, and the crowd is still unsatisfied, still begging for just one more song. Smiling you abandon your spot and head backstage. The boys should be there soon, exhausted yet high from the crowd, and more than ready to go out on the town.
You make your way through the dimly lit corrrider, the muted sounds of the crowd can still be heard, a constant roar in the background.
Cool brick, hot flesh.
A body pressed hard against yours. Suddenly. You're taken by surprise, forced up against the wall. You go to call out, put a mouth covers yours with a hungry urgency. Any attempts to stuggle are vanquished as strong, large hands capture your wrists, and a broad, hard body pins you to the wall. You can sense the heat of him, feel every inch of him pressed up against you. You wriggle, but his grip doesn't budge.
His mouth slides hotly across your cheek, his stubble rough as he nuzzles your neck. His breaths are irregular...his mouth and tongue, hot and wet....
You manage a quiet whisper. "No," but it's as far as you can get. Everything that's happened, everything you tried so hard to walk away from, all becomes a distnat memory. And it's just like it was yesterday, like you never decided to either just be friends, or nothing.
He doesn't stop. Nibbles and licks his way down to your shoulder...
"Bono, no....please....."
You realize he probably doesn't even hear you, so lost in the energy, in sensations...
You feel your hands pulled above your head, weakly resist, feel his one hand capture your wrists, hold them firm.
Feel his breath hot on your neck, hear his low growl in your ear, taste the salty sweetness of his skin on your tongue.....Only to realize what you're doing and pull back....A groan of disappointment before his mouth claims yours again, hard and insistent....slowing, to something gentler....deeper. You whimper involuntarily.
A voice at your ear, deep, rough, smooth.....simply hot. Hips rocking against yours, need evident.
"Tell me you don't want this...."....a hand slides under the hem of your shirt, plays lightly up your side...."Tell me you don't feel it luv....."
You try to say no.....try to deny it..deny him. But you can't, you part you lips, but the words don't come out. You can almost feel his smirk....A soft kiss to your temple, then that voice again "That's my girl....." His voice muffled by your skin as he works his way back down. A sharp bite of your shoulder, soothed by a gentle kiss. You surrender, to his hands, to his voice, to him.....Murmuring, "mine" And as he claims every inch....
He was all hot and cold in the beginning, and then we'd go months without even talking...then see each other fairly frequently for a few months...then nothing. I got tired of it...and now he seems all desparate to see me again.