My first tattoo was me being rebelious. My older sister was stationed in Japan for 3years, so she took me with her. She ended up getting out the military because she found out she was pregnant. When I found out, I was so mad. I walked of base to go get me a tattoo because I knew that would hurt her. She always wanted to take me to go get my first tat when I turned 18yrs and I was 17 at the time; and I took that from her. When I showed it to her it was very emotional and we ended up crying together.

My next tattoo still a working progress.