I need new tattoos. Mine are getting boring. I sat up in my bed and got out, after everyone got to the host club shit went down. Well, not really, but its whatever. I got my clothes on, which I decided today will be, a blue shirt with little black dots on it, some black ripped Jean's with a chain hanging off the side and belts wrapping around them. I decided today that I would put in my black tounge piercing, two blue nose rings, two bright pink earrings in one ear and four pansexual pride ones in the other.
I walked downstairs towards my dad. "Yo, paps I ain't going to school today. I'm getting me a new tat." I stated, kissing his cheek, and left.
Once I got outside people were being funny, I saw this one guy abouta stab this other guy so, me being me, took the stab myself then stabbed him back "That feels good right?" I had blushed and got a little turned on, not gonna lie. It was fucking hot, like what the fuck! I forgot, it's currently three am. The devils hour. Hehehe.
I finally made it to my favorite tattoo place and I talked to this guy names Likane. "Yo, daddy. Give me a tat." I shouted, not caring about the supposedly 'bad ass' guys that looked like they wanted to snap my neck, kinky. Iooked at this one guy, he had piercings all over and he was really buff. "What? Ya gonna snap my neck just like you did your mothers? Rat." I sassed. He looked like he was abouta cry. Boo-hoo suck Yuuns dick you bitch. Likane sighed and dragged me into room "Oh, daddy's getting rough~" I purred seductively.
Okay so, I only let certain people make me submissive, like Yuun and Likane.
"What will it be today, Kayjin?" Asked Likane, seemingly annoyed.
"You know Likane, I bet you would miss me if I died. Why don't you act like it now?" I was honestly confused, why do people wait until it's to late to show that they care?
"I wouldn't miss you." Likane said blankly. I looked at him in horror. I slapped my hand on my chest dead falling backwards. He chuckled "I'm kidding Kayjin, of course I would miss you." That still didn't awnser my question. "Anyways what do you want as a new tat and where is like a canvas on your body, my God." He said in exasperation. I chuckled.
I pulled out a picture and gave it to him.
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"Okay, what's it resemble this time?" He asked curiously.
"It resemble the fact that I used to be depressed and even if I forget my hands will always remind me of what I had done to myself. The sins I have committed as well." I explained to him. He nodded in acknowledgment, smiling slightly.
"Where do you want it?" He asked. I pointed to the inside of my arm and right where my scars are.
"You can't cover up the past, I know, but I can always look down and see a beautiful tattoo." I stated, he agreed and then it started.
