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I took a few friends to my tattoo shop because a visiting friend wanted a tattoo. I walk in and the place is like super busy. my piercer is sitting on the couches in the front of the shop, she looks at me when I walk in, and says:

"Hey! how are you?! can I see your boobs?"
without missing a beat, I respond:
"Sure, but my friend here needs a quote on a tattoo, I'll meet you in the back in a minute"
there were these two guys sitting on the couches too and they just look at me, my three friends and my piercer who scampers off to the back room. I laugh as I follow her. She takes pictures of my new piercing and we both walk out of the room. It was so funny!

how is everyone else?

♥

What the fucking fuck? that's all I have to say.

this was supposed to be a happy blog. but I'm just really angry right now...no not angry. hurt. really hurt. god, I hate crying, I very rarely do it. but I am right fucking now. I'm just really confused and worried and I'm at a loss for words. yeah, speechless. fuck me. this blows.

blah blah bah...drama drama drama. ignore me, it's passed.