I never thought I would get a tattoo. I was always the good girl, the one who followed the rules. But when I turned 18, I decided it was time to rebel – just a little bit. So I went out and got a small tattoo on my ankle. It was a butterfly, and I loved it.
But then, a few months later, I met a guy who had a jaw tattoo. And I thought it looked so cool. Suddenly, I knew that I wanted one too. But I was scared – what if it hurt? What if I regretted it?
I did some research and talked to some people who had jaw tattoos, and I decided that it was something I really wanted to do. So last week, I took the plunge and got my very own jaw tattoo. And you know what? It didn’t hurt at all. And I absolutely love it.