I've got 2 tattoos, but I hate them, so I never show them off unless I must. I got them both when I was 15 or 16 by an even younger boy with a leather needle hooked up to a 12 volt. I got the letter 'P' on my back. It was my nickname which I got in the 7th grade because that's what I looked like when I turned to the side. He threw in a small, but fucked up heart on my ankle. I got the P covered up when I turned 18. It is now a heart with 3 swords going through it. I kinda want more, but I have no idea what I want, or where I want it.
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