You know when the world changed for me?
When it became fashionable for women to have tattoos. I can’t stand the f**king things on ladies. Each to their own but I can’t cop them in general on anybody.
I have some. At times I regret them but most times I just couldn't care less.Mine are just on arms and even with a regular short sleeved shirt aren't that visible.
I slept with a girl once who had half her face tattooed. It was a pleasant experience tbh. But I dislike neck tattoos and ones on legs.
The world changed for me when shopping centres all opened on Sundays. I loved how Sunday was a quiet day. Most things where shut and you'd spend it with family and friends having a day out at the beach,visiting, bushwalks,picnics. Such a peaceful day.
Now its business as normal. Sundays are hardly any different to any other day. It ruined things.