When I turned 25 I didnt know what I wanted to do celebration wise. Either a nice fancy dinner at a restaurant or something like a homeparty. Either way it meant me having to do ALOT of stuff. So when my birthday actually came creeping around I celbrated with only my family and on the d day I booked an appointment to do that 1st tatto which I had postponed for too long.
This is about midway through. I thought it would hurt but it felt as if he was simply scratching my arm.
These are the, sort of, before and after pictures. I am so pleased with the finished product and I cant wait til I get the next one. I'll post a better picture at a later date when it's fully healed.