I got her name tattooed.
Yes, I got her name tattooed.
We argued and I got her name tattooed.
It was stupid. It was absurd. It was not what I expected
but it happened.
What can I say.
I was young. I was stupid.
I was not scared,
even though I should've been.
I should've dwelt on certain fears, such as
my fears for the future,
my fears of being alone,
my fear of being stupid.
And it all happened anyways.
Stupid.
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