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When people search for a tattoo design, it's not something to take lightly. It's something that's going to be imprinted on their bodies for the rest of their lives... usually. But how long does it take to find a satisfactory design? Some find theirs right away. I am not one of those people.
The idea of a tattoo had always disgusted me - it's how I was raised to think. The summer of 2007 brought lots of changes for me - some good, like making new friends and feeling accepted and somewhat normal for the first time in my life. Others weren't so good, such as fighting with my mother about aforementioned changes.
I decided that I wanted to do something big; something different, something that could signify me breaking free of my old, quiet, nearly nonexistant life. And yes, something to piss off my family a bit, but that was a very minor reason. I decided in July that I wanted a tattoo.
From the start, I knew I wanted a shamrock of some sort. I'm Irish, I've always loved the Irish culture, always had luck with finding four-leaf clovers (jinx, knock on wood) and shamrocks are just cool. I searched through July and August and still...
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