I walked into the old but new looking tattoo parlor shop. The place filled with different tattoo ideas hanging in about middle sized frames from the wall; not to mention all the ones plastered to the walls.
My friends Bethany and Taylor were getting matching tattoos today and all they kept talking about in the car is how I should get one as well but I really wasn't the type to ink my skin. I mean it's cool but if you don't like the outcome it cost more money to get it covered with something else or even removed; or you will just have to deal with your dumb mistake the rest of your life everyday of your life.
"Come on Anna. YOLO right?" Taylor looked at me. And all I could think was she was crazy.
"No, haven't I said it enough." Getting slightly annoyed I walked over to the rack of tattoo ideas and let my eyes wonder.
"What's that thing you live by again?" I turned my head to look over at Bethany who had a wide smirk plastered across her lips.
"Oh no no no, you can't use such a thing against me. You know how much that saying means to me; you can't change the meaning of it on me." They both looked at me with a sparkle to their eyes. You know sometimes I wish I pick friends who didn't remind me of the devils actions.
And after awhile of talking about it I gave in like normally.
"You're up first." A woman with to many tattoos and facial piercings for me to count on both my hands. She had two colors in her hair; blue and green. I must admit I liked it. Got me thinking why I never have dyed my hair before.
"B, T, what am I getting branded on my skin?" They both looked at each other and then back to me.
"You'll see." They both said in unison.
I swear sometimes I hated them, but loved them more than anything in the world at the same time.
