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The first time can be scary not sure you made the right choice. Unfamiliar sounds and smells gives you a rush you can never forget. But with every new one you slowly become submerged in this world. The ink lets you express your heart or heals your soul. For a moment time stands still and your at peace. Accepting yourself and choosing to live the life you want. C.F15
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 12:19 PM UTC
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The first time can be scary not sure you made the right choice. Unfamiliar sounds and smells gives you a rush you can never forget. But with every new one you slowly become submerged in this world. The ink lets you express your heart or heals your soul. For a moment time stands still and your at peace. Accepting yourself and choosing to live the life you want. C.F15
cayla-frazier
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 12:19 PM UTC
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