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Bad Tattoo

Currently I have got 11 tattoos, however, when I was starting out at 18 years of age I really messed up. I seen a cross which I thought was really nice for years which I decided to get tattooed on my upper arm. Traditionally this should have started high up my upper arm, almost at the shoulder. I and one of my mates decided to go to Dublin, to some tattoo studio in Temple Bar, a popular area in Dublin. The studio was located at the back of a sex shop. I and my mate went into this Kip, and ... read more

The best of you

Warning: This experience deals with some rather touchy subjects such as drug use, and potential suicide. Read with caution and please do not do some of the things I did. I'm getting tired of starting again somewhere new were you born to resist or be abused? I swear I'll never give in I refuse Lyrics- best of you by Foo Fighters I knew it was happening, I think I seen it coming long before it actually happened. Funny how sometimes you can just tap into yourself and you know that something is going to happen and it's like a freight ... read more

A Sensual DIY Tattoo Experience

Hi! My name is Keith. All of my life I have had a strange perception of tattoos. When I was very young, maybe 3 or 4 I had my first memory of the concept of tattoos. Our family was having some kind of get together and i remember my aunts floral wrist tattoo. I remember later asking my mother and father what it was. I asked something like "what was that on Jody's wrist?" and they replied something to the effect of "you don't need to know what that is. Thats not for you. Thats a bad thing." Throughout growing ... read more

The beginning of a full sleeve PART 1

My story starts off as any typical 23 year old would. I got involved in some bad stuff, went through quite a rough patch and recently turned my life around. I decided that I would begin living for myself and not for anyone else, or the way that people said I should live. I guess I should give you some background. I am one of those people, you know the kind, likes to party, but doesn't know when to stop. I became involved in quite heavy drug use, it started with coke, and progressed to heroin. I wont bore you ... read more

A sailor without a tattoo is like a dog without a tail...

I'd been thinking about getting a tattoo for quite a while. Almost 6 years or so now. Hadn't gotten around to it though for any number of reasons. Mostly just not going ahead and doing it. I have had a bunch of ideas that I'd still love to have, so it's not for lack of creativity, just lack of commitment. I decided to change that. So having seen my friend Jackie's work that she got done a week or two ago I decided I'd finally get off my ass and get the tattoo that I'd been wanting to get for ... read more

Symbolism; engraved relics.

Deeply spiritual undertones are still rippling through me, an ocean of a girl who now feels one iota closer to her true form, even three years after this process. The past forty-eight hours after I received my tattoo were witnesses to an engagement of emotions that I chose to display in a rather toss and tumble, flux and flow sort of way. Describing them (and their origins) is just as easily predictable as it is complicated: nervousness, tension, excitement, pleasure, gratefulness, sincerity, relief. These words fall short of their true nature, diluting the heat and humble fierceness of their presence. ... read more

So I finally got the long, long awaited tattoo!

I guess you could say that I waited until I was very sure of what I wanted as far a tattoo goes. Actually I wanted a tattoo from the time I was 14 years old. If I had gotten one at 14, it would have been blueberries by my ankle. Yeah, I don't know why exactly I wanted blueberries, but I am sure that would have been it. I had told people as the time and they have asked every since if I finally had the blueberries. Well, no. So 40 years later I was finally ready to seal the ... read more

Not so much of déjà vu – Tattoo Fest 2008

It started with "oops" on my part! I was supposed to meet my tattoo artist and his friend, my travel companions to the third annual Tattoo Fest, on the Central Train Station in Poznan. 10 minutes before our train's departure we still haven't met yet and I was told over the phone that I probably was in the wrong place. Sure enough, it was my fault and, my blood heavy with "catch-the-train-or-not" adrenaline load, all I could say after meeting the guys on the right train platform was "oops, sorry!" Everything was slower and more relaxing than the previous year ... read more

my first tattoo (a rib piece)

When I was younger I never really thought about tattoos. I had been raised in a pretty strict family that was not that prone to anything out of the normal. I had one older cousin who was covered in tattoos and my parents always warned me about looking like him and having to wear long sleeves all the time because he had trouble finding jobs. When I was about 16 I started really taking an interest in body art. I never brought the issue up to my parents, because I knew that it would be shot down in an instant. ... read more

At least my ribs can't kill my cats, Part 4

[ Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 ] It was my final session. I made a little bit of small talk with Austin as I sat on the animal-print couch, but I couldn't concentrate too well. I did talk to him about possibly doing my cat sleeve later this year; hopefully he has received his license by then. Adorn was busy, and soon Austin got pulled away by a girl needing help figuring out lettering for her tattoo. I waited, occasionally fiddling with my phone. I mentally kicked myself for being early, as I know it does me ... read more

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