[She pulls up her left sleeves this time. The tattoo is farther up, not likely to peek out under a sleeve like the shell design. A simple black silhouette of a dandelion in seed is nearly at the crook of her elbow, with a few of the seeds trailing, as if someone had blown them down her arm toward her wrist.]
I wish this one had a great story, but I was a teenager and I thought it was pretty. I mean, I still think it's pretty, no regrets, but no deeply symbolic meaning in mind when I picked it, either. My mom made a face at me, but my dad paid for it, so I don't think it even counts as an act of rebellion.
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I wish this one had a great story, but I was a teenager and I thought it was pretty. I mean, I still think it's pretty, no regrets, but no deeply symbolic meaning in mind when I picked it, either. My mom made a face at me, but my dad paid for it, so I don't think it even counts as an act of rebellion.