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So, I woke up this morning with a bandage on my hips and a bad hangover.

SHIT.

SHIT FUCK CUNT FUCKING SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK WHAT THE BLOODY HELL.

WHEN DID I GET A TATTOO.

WHY DID I GET A TATTOO.

WHAT THE FUCK IS IT OF. HOW MUCH DID IT COST. HOW MUCH ARE TATTOO REMOVALS. WHAT THE FUCK.sadjkbvafbabf. What if I don't like it? What if it's rubbish? What if it's a girl's name? Ewwwwwwwwww.

I am so afraid to take the bandage off.