Needles And Ink: Part 2

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Well, I wasn't going to back down now. Not in the parlour when I'm this close to getting what I want.

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So I did what any person would do, I very generously let my friend go first. So that I can see how see reacts to it. You know because if she can handle the pain then I can to.

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But, you see my friend was a second timer in this bout with tattoos, so she knew that this new found generosity to let her go first was an act of mine. She laughed and told me that delaying it wasn't going to make it any better. It doesn't hurt trust she said.

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Yeah right. It doesn't hurt. Sure. I believe her right? No. She is lying. I know she is. But you see the mind is stupid. And so I believed her.

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I sat down on the chair and put my arm up. The tattoo artist gave me a reassuring smile and sanitized the area where my soon to be tattoo was to be displayed.

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With a weak smile that was fading with the speed of light, I looked at him as he prepared my arm for the torture it was going to endure.

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I closed my eyes, hoping it would help, I mean what I can't see can hurt me right?
"You don't want to do that" he said as he changed the needle of the machine. "What?' I asked. "Closing your eyes is going to make it worse."I staightened my back, and got ready for the pain.

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Five minutes in and I'm still waiting and that's when I realised. It doesn't pain. At all.
I don't know whether it be as the age or the time. But it didn't hurt at all. You know when your brain hypes up something and then when it actually happens it not a big deal and you're like huh why was I scared.

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That's it. That's how it was for me. After my tattoo and my friend's was done we listened to the guy tells us a few guidelines and then we went out both with clear wrap on our arms and smiles on our faces.

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The next few days included taking care of the tattoo. Making sure that no water touches it which made baths quite a workout and looking at my hand at random moments and realising that oh shit! I have a tattoo.

And that's it, that's how I got my first tattoo.