All I can think right now: your lip must've fucking hurt like a bitch. My mum thinks I won't get any tattoos or piercings because I'm afraid of getting shots. I mean, why would you want a syringe stabbed into your upper arm?! Who wouldn't be afraid of getting a syringe forcefully stabbed into your arm and make your arm hurt for an hour or so?!
My mum thinks my music taste is a phase. She thinks everything I do is a phase. I tell her I want my lip pierced and to gauge my ears. Her: No, you'll regret it because it's just a phase. No mother. I like piercings. I will pierce my own lip if I have to.