Claire

I was a fucking mess.

My parents had just finalized their divorce, I was behind on tuition, my rent was two weeks overdue, and my savings account was laughing at me...a pathetic $180 staring back from my phone screen. Any sane person would have used that money for rent or books. But sane was far from me.

I decided to get a tattoo on my ass instead.

Pain had always been my secret little escape. When life got too heavy, I craved something sharp and burning to pull me out of my head. So when my best friend told me her tattoo shop was running a discount, I jumped...