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Drinking as a civilian
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Just before the school term started, I got back from one of my military training courses where they had a whole hour and a half long briefing dedicated to protocol and regulations dealing with...
No more drinks for me
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I started drinking at age 13. I know it’s young, but I suppose growing up witnessing alcoholism led me into a life of trying to escape really early on. My drinking lasted me years...
I don’t have tattoos
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While I’m constantly admiring the tattoos of others, I don’t think I would ever get one for myself. If I am correct in my belief that nothing in life is permanent, then why would...
Ink as inspiration
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I ended up getting my snake tattoo in kind of a funny way. I had doodled out the design while bored in some useless class near the end of high school and showed it...
Ewww tattoo
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Oh geez, this is embarrassing. I’m not entirely sure how to even talk about this. It’s not what you’d call “a fun topic,” but alright, here I’m being asked to share my experience so...
Getting inked in iceland
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I guess my tattoo story begins with my parents. Fads, wants and desires begin somewhere. Instead of rebelling against society and deciding that a tattoo would be the height of social mayhem, I grew...
A family affair
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The story behind my first and only tattoo began about a year and a half ago when my mother — who at this point has four tattoos — decided it would be nice if...
