This is one of those “I was young and stupid” stories. At a young age she decided to get her name tattooed on her by her friend with a sewing needle and some random ink. The name was jabbed into her and it stood around for the next xxteen years. This is why I refuse to tattoo anyone under 17. When I was 16, my hormones told me to backflip off of buildings. Why?! WHO THE HELL KNOWS but I did. I listened to my developing hormones that told me to do odd crap. Thank jebus it wasn’t permanent damage. Nonetheless, moving forward and allowing your past to remain behind you is key to our existence.
This was created with a 5 tight liner, 15 bugpin curved magnum (for the black and gray shading), 13 curved magnum (for the color), and intenze starbrite and eternal inks