It's my birthday and I'll drink if I want to...
Sucker love is Heaven sent
You pucker up, our passion's spent
My hearts a tart, your body's rent
My body's broken, yours is bent
Carve your name into my arm
Instead of stressed, I lie here charmed
'Cuz there's nothing else to do
Every me and every you..
My first tattoo was something I'd been thinking about since I was a young child. My mother had heaps of tattoo magazines when I was growing up and I loved looking through them, imagining myself getting tattoos 'when I was older'. I loved the colours and, as I grew older, the symbolism and representations of different tattoos. Although I'm aware of the certain...
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I'm back :) It's been a long while. Too long.