You grab the most colorful donut in the box and take a bite. Something about it just kind of calls to you, you know? It's like, why be a boring plain donut when you can be a work of art?
It's just like with your tattoos. Sure, some people say it's not "ladylike" to have ink, but they need to get the fuck over themselves. Who are they to tell you what to do? You're no lady. You're a bitch who doesn't give a shit what other people think.
Besides, if you didn't have any tattoos, you never would have met your boyfriend. It's so sexy that he owns his own ink studio. That reminds you, it's been a while since you had anything new added. You grin at the thought of seeing your man, knowing that the best part is always how he lets you pay for it.
Still hungry?
It's just like with your tattoos. Sure, some people say it's not "ladylike" to have ink, but they need to get the fuck over themselves. Who are they to tell you what to do? You're no lady. You're a bitch who doesn't give a shit what other people think.
Besides, if you didn't have any tattoos, you never would have met your boyfriend. It's so sexy that he owns his own ink studio. That reminds you, it's been a while since you had anything new added. You grin at the thought of seeing your man, knowing that the best part is always how he lets you pay for it.
Still hungry?
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