First

So, where do i even start. I got my first tattoo. I finally built up the courage and just did it. And, i am so so happy. I have no words and even now, after a day of it happening, i'm dumbfounded. I love it. I love everything about it. I felt like i accomplished something, something i wanted to do for years, a decade even. And finally, it happened.

Bad thing tho, is that i'm a little too obsessed i might even be getting more soon. But hey, this post is about my first. My tattoo cherry. I popped it. God, even writing about it now feels so surreal. And the support and love i've gotten from my close ones, made me feel so content.

So here, is my full detailed experience.

Honestly, i was scared, terrified even, i wasn't nervous tho. Maybe because i knew i was ready. The fear was more towards what everyone said about the pain, but it didn't hurt. Not much at least. It actually tickled, felt like there were ants biting my skin. Shocking, but not painful. Bearable. But who am i to say anything, my tattoo is pretty small. 2 inches to be exact. It was around 30 minutes long, if i'm not mistaken. I thought it was going to be longer, but nope. Less than an hour.

The guy was actually recommended to me, by 2 of my friends. No regrets. He did an amazing job and it was only 80 bucks. Which was actually really reasonable, the other places i called charged at least 150. Which was way over my budget. It was a steal, for real.

"Won't cross my heart, don't wanna die; Keep the pistol on my side."

Yeah yeah, a Travis Scott reference, but hey, suits it pretty well. 

Why a gun? Well, originally i wanted to get a dagger or a knife, but i decided to get a gun instead. The meaning behind it isn't that deep, it's just pretty much one of the only ways i didn't try to kill myself. 

Its a symbol, basically to tell me that, i'm given another chance to live. That i mustn't give up, that life has so much to offer and too early to just surrender and give myself away to death. To show myself that, i am able to overcome absolutely anything, that nothing can end me, only myself. 

Aftercare isn't difficult, i've just been putting on lotion, and so far, there isn't any problems and my skin seem to be healing fine. I can't stop staring at it honestly. Its beautiful. 

Okay okay, enough. Thats pretty much all i have to say. I'm sure more tattoo posts are going to be coming up soon, but for now, i'm content. I finally did it. I finally fucking did it.