Friday I decided to get a tattoo. Being that I have never had gotten a tattoo in my life. I thought I’d live life on the wild side and get some ink.
It turned out I wasn’t ready.
I totally chickened out. I think I’ll be pondering a little longer on how I want to express my self with a tattoo, assuming I ever do. I actually find my self quite envious of people with tattoos. Because I really do want one! But I feel just getting a tatty isn’t like buying a pair of shoes.
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