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Aᴅᴀʟᴇɴs Pᴏᴠ: sᴀᴍᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴ

("Fuck, fuck, fuck") I let out a painful groan as I pull the Saniderm bandage that was sticking to the Tattoo on my arm

I stand in front of the mirror in only a sports bra with a towel around my waist as I Pull one last time and the bandage eases it's way off my arm and I let out a sigh In relief. I grab a clean wash cloth running it under warm Water Before lightly going over the tattoo with it getting the excess blood and ink off revealing the picture

The Tattoo was a very detailed and time consuming I spent almost three months on this tattoo. I did myself. I don't really know what you would call this tattoo since it did just come to my imagination

 I don't really know what you would call this tattoo since it did just come to my imagination

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But I think it came out pretty awesome if I do say so myself.

After spending some time
Getting ready I decided to go with a off white top with black leather pants and a off white beige trench coat i paired it with a pair of black heels and some Jewelry

I Make my way down stairs with Nyla behind me I switch on all the light Switches making the living room and kitchen light up.

I decided that I would make a quick breakfast for my daughter and myself. I quickly feed Nyla before starting on the breakfast since it was almost time to wake up Madison.

 I quickly feed Nyla before starting on the breakfast since it was almost time to wake up Madison

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I roll up my sleeves showing my arms full of meaningless tattoos as I plate Madison's food I made her a Aussie breakfast since I am Australian I grew up eating this dish for breakfast

the dish consisted of Vegemite toast, A Anzac biscuit and scrambled eggs mix with mushrooms and tomatoes.

Hearing foot steps come down the stairs and into the kitchen I look up. ("Hey mom") Madison greeted me with a sleepy smile on her face.

Her curly blonde was in a messy low bun she didn't have any make up besides some mascara. She was wearing something that wasn't pink for once which was a long sleeve marbles looking dress.

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