Last night, I was IMing with my cousin, Kenny, and he was trying to talk me into getting a tattoo the next time he comes to Ohio for a visit. I was telling him that I think tattoos are really cool and that I wished I wasn't such a chicken because I would so get one. That's when he tried to make the deal with me. He said he would even draw me a pic of a star so that my tat would be unique, which I thought was very nice. I told him that I couldn't agree to do it until I knew when he would be coming for a visit...that I would be more inclined to do it over the summer than during the school year.
I really want to do it, but I'm too afraid...I'm not a big fan of pain and I don't intend to inflict any on myself unnecessarily. It would just be so cool, tho! I think I'm just going to have to suck it up and do it. I just can't think about it too much...I know if I do then I'll chicken out. But, that's easier said than done...
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I've become more and more afraid of what it will look like when I get old, and where to get it where it won't hurt to badly AND I can hide it, so I've pretty much given up on me getting one, but if you're brave, more power to you.
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