Tattoo #2 by Piper Kay

I was seven years old when my life spun out of control. When you’ve got a big mouth and a trigger-tongue like mine, life can be a real bitch. I use words like weapons and don’t worry about who I hurt, so long as they don’t hurt me. At least I did, until I met Evan.
That man turns me upside down and inside out. I just have to figure out if I can handle him or need to cut him loose. I don’t know what to do anymore…