Recently, my friend Joy and I went on a tattoo date. It sounds weird but we recently discovered (while we were on a jeepney home from SM) that going to a tattoo parlor has the same appeal to us as going to an actual parlor--after being put through a little discomfort, you suddenly realize (or at least suddenly feel like you realize) exactly who you are and exactly what you want out of life. :) Truth be told, I don't think getting inked is too different from getting a facial. Some people would argue otherwise because you have to "live with a tattoo for the rest of your life" but hey, you've got to live with your face for the rest of your life too so, come on.
Hugs thanks to Joylet for sitting still for this photo--not that she had much of a choice. ;)
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