I want one, oh so badly do I want one. Strongly and out of no where this yearning for a piece of art to be indefinitely stitched onto my body came. I have always thought about it, especially right after high school when all of my friends turned 18 and finally could do whatever they wanted. I think most of my friends have a tattoo, I can only think of a few who do not. It is so expressive, and it almost looks like an addiction once you start. I will observe through social media someone getting a small one on their heel or on their wrist and then the following week I see a picture on Instagram of a full canvas on their entire back. They had the itch bad. That’s how I describe it because it’s so true, a little nagging mosquito in your ear. Every time I…

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