ladies and gents.
i'm getting a tattoo.
either for the big one nine
or when i move to salt lake.
the way i see it,
it's a start to a new chapter in my life.
being independent,
not caring what others think,
loving myself,
remembering what myself and others are worth,
not judging myself,
accepting everyone.
doing what i want, not what i think others want from me. after all, i am the one living with my decisions. even if that makes those around me unhappy..
i've always had this weird thing with anchors. i sorta love them. i think part of me is a mermaid. i think the only reason i don't know how to swim is because the craving of the ocean would kill me. i've always loved how the ocean is just there. it doesn't do anything to get attention. it's just going about it's business peacefully..beautifully..mysteriously..
i just love it.
right now i'm thinking something super small. i don't want anything too flashy. after all this is for me. no one else.
an anchor on my heel..or side of my foot.
either brown or white ink..
but the idea is young and there is much time to play around with.
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