It's done. It's over. For good. You got what you deserved. Now you know what pain is. Now I can live and be happy.
I finally got my tattoo covered up. And then the tattoo guy followed me home. As innocent as it was, it made my fucking day. I'll have a picture of my new tattoo as soon as he develops the pictures. It's like a black and red tribal kind of thing, he gave me a good deal on it. It's been a good day.