So two of my friends recently got out of relationships and are feeling super shitty about it, and I got dumped about a month ago, so we decided to get really drunk and commiserate. While we were at the bar, one of my friends doodled this really derpy looking bird on a napkin and since earlier in the evening we had decided that we needed matching bro tattoos, we wound up all tattooing the derpy napkin bird on each other with my tattoo machine. I lead a very strange life.
Mine is the one that looks like the person giving me the tattoo was in the middle of a seizure. Call me crazy, but I'm pretty into this new habit of "I'm sad, I'm going to tattoo myself".
