Dude site Asylum asked readers for stories of the tattoos they majorly regret and got this gem from Jessica:
I got my first tattoo when I was 16. I decided I wanted to get my boyfriend’s name on my chest, so it would always be close to my heart. I went to the first tattoo shop that was open. The woman who did it asked me to take a look at the stencil she put on me to see if I liked it. Upside-down, I thought it looked good. The actual inkjob felt like she was cutting me instead of tattooing me. I didn’t know what it was supposed to feel like, so I thought I was just being a crybaby. After I got it done, I went home and looked in the mirror. To my surprise …
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