Sun
We entered the tattoo studio.. there was only one customer and one guy who was holding the needle.. I already felt the tingles in my stomach.. actually all over my body. I was already shaking and I didn’t even know what I actually wanted. I had no plan of image in my head. I just wanted to do what I felt like doing..
“You can't be serious.” he said looking at me as if he wasn’t believing me. He was negatively surprised. I could see that he didn’t want that. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and looked at him a little pissed. “I am serious.” I said and he sighed. He ran his hand over his face. “I won't let you do that.” he said letting his head fall back.
“You won't let me do that? You’re not my da-...” I couldn’t continue because he grabbed my face very roughly and took a few
