Chosen Pain
The buzz of the needle
The first stinging bite of the needle
Tattoos tell a story, from rock bottom to the journey of healing.
Tattoos are stickers from your travels through life.
The buzz of the needle
The stinging burn, a pain I have chosen instead of pain I had no other choice.
My non-tattooed body doesn’t feel like mine anymore.
My tattoos on my body make it feel like home.
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