Nothing is permanent. Not even a permanent tattoo. When you die your skin just doesn't stay. It dies with you and so does that tattoo. Nothing is permanent. Not even love.
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"My body, my skin is yours but you don't play with my heart and don't mess up my mind"
That was the thought that crossed their minds. That was their decision.
"A little fun doesn't hurt anyone"