My sister and brother (but especially my sister) have been trying to talk me into getting a tattoo for years. I have told them over and over that IF I was to ever get one, I wanted it to be something I really wanted and not just something spur of the moment. Plus, I have always been quite a chicken as far as how much it might hurt.
So, once I decided on what I wanted, and after going through months of giving myself shots with huge needles, I came to the conclusion that I was ready! I had decided that I wanted a rose with black and white tiger stripes. My sister had a place that had designed her last tattoo, so she took me there. It was definitely an interesting experience and I will probably do it again, once I decide on something else I want.
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