Tattoos and Piercings

I Regret,I Regret,I Deeply Regret,getting these two tattoos. When I was younger I use to look at all of the older girls and was disgusted by their choice of fashion.Tattoos and piercings became fashion. And I swore to myself and everyone else that I will never,ever,get a tattoo or any other piercings besides my ears. As a matter of fact, I had only 1 hole pierced in 1 ear,from birth until the age 12. Not because I was afraid to get it pierced but because it just didn't feel right,I felt bad about doing it.I remember the day I got my second hole in the other ear,my aunty took me and my cousins which are her daughters and my uncle daughter,to get our ears pierced before starting school. I was going into the 6th grade at a new school. Having 1 piercing in 1 ear was a sign of gang affiliation and so to give me more of a feminin look I went ahead and got the other piercing. One year later, now in the 7th grade, I had 10 piercings..Wow!,I know. Actually I did all of my own piercings. I had 5 piercings in each ear. I liked all of my piercings because at the time,they spoke about me,they said hey I got style,i'm different, or maybe just hey look at me. So maybe I just liked the attention. But once I got into 9th grade I began to really dislike them. I signed a contract with a real modeling agency and it was totally unprofessional to be a model and have so many piercings and tattoos. I would have missed alot of oppurtunities had I stayed in modeling. So in the 9th grade is when I decided to let all of my piercings close. Unfortunately I still have 4 piercings,because only four of the holes in one ear closed and one remained open,which is what I hoped. But on the other ear only two holes had closed leaving three permanetky open.

I got my first tattoo in 0ctober 09,2009, a four days before my 17th birthday, October 13th,I got it as a birthday gift to myself. At the time I had a drinking and smoking addiction. I was under the influence when I went to get the tattoo. I remember the day it was early in the morning, on a school day,wednesday to be exact. My bestfriend sister came over to my house and we sat at my house for a couple of hours and had a conversation. I had a $100 that I took from my mom. I took it because me and mom had been on bad terms and I felt like she stopping caring about me, she doubted me,had no faith in me,and on top of that,she gave everyone money all the time and I never got any.I hadn't celebrrated my birthday since I was 14 years old,so I was upset and I took the money. But back to the story, I had money,had nothing else to do so I figured hey come with me to get a tattoo and so we left. When I got there and told the man what I wanted a tattoo of he act as if he was in shock. When I know for a fact, he gives girls and women these kind of tattoos on the regular. I got a young man, I was crazy in love with,you can say obsessed if you want lol, name tattooed across the back of my neck. The man told me not to do it.He said are you sure,young girls come in here all the time to get a tattoo of their boyfriends name and two weeks later they come back to get it covered up because they broke up or their just mad at eachother.But I didn't listen.I made a bet with him that I wouldn't be coming back to his shop ever again to get a cover up. And I didn't go back to him,but a year and a month later,I went to somebody else shop and got it covered up. Once again it was a birthday gift to myself,for my 18th birthday. That's where the big rose came into the picture. Now six months later I regret getting both. I wish I had never got any tattoo period. Not just the first one and the second one, I mean absolutely none period.Tattoo removal is very dangerous and costly so now i'm stuck.I call it a Scar.