Tatted.
Body art is amazing. I just don’t like people who abuse it or just want one to look “cooler”. I want one because me and my sister are allergic to jewelry. (But since I really don’t care, I still wear earrings and stuff. I just have to make sure I don’t leave it on when I shower, swim, sleep, or leave it on for a long period of time.) So tattoos are our versions of “jewelry” and “accessory”. She already has a few. I don’t have any yet. Plus, I’m still debating on what I want and where I want it. I want something that represents who I am, and something I will be proud to wear for the rest of my life. Definitely my shoulder-blade and behind either one of my ears. Originality doesn’t even matter. Just as long as you’re proud of it. Who cares if a lot of people tat themselves the same way. I want something that represents me, my family, my friends, my lifestyle, the community in which I was raised in, my culture, everything. One piece. One meaning. Inked permanently onto my skin. 2 more years. Suddenly, I can’t wait.
