Quick share! :D
I got my first tattoo when early last year. I was with him the whole time. He was there. Supporting me all the way. Every now and then I look at it and I still feel the pain. I don't know what kind of pain exactly. All I know it just wouldn't stop hurting. Some things are left undone.
I got this just last year, December 25, 2009 to be exact. One wild Christmas, I got my second tat! After an hour of pain, I now have a chandelier on my back. It's swollen. YUM.
My latest tat. I figured, this is what everybody wants in their lives... peace. :)
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