this morning #788.

this morning, after way more hemming & hawing than was probably necessary, the day had finally arrived. now that i was an adult in the eyes of the government, i was finally able to get a proper tattoo in a proper tattoo parlor without my dad’s permission. i had the perfect design in mind, one that’d been evolving ever since i first saw the girl with the dragon tattoo my freshman year of high school. while i didn’t want something quite as colossal as what she had, i was going to go for something just as fierce. on my shoulder, barbed wire interwoven with a medical textbook depiction of female genitalia. from this point on, men would never be mistaken about who they were messing with.