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It’s not like me to keep things from my readers. I have always maintained that I have no secrets, my life is what it is, an open book. Granted, there are some things I choose not to discuss because some people just don’t deserve the attention me writing about would give them.1
But see, what I have been keeping hidden isn’t about someone else. It’s about me.
No, it’s not that I am Jane from the previous post.2 It’s that I got a tattoo.
Several fun weeks ago, when S was in town and we were hanging out in that tattoo and piercing parlor, I went ahead and got my very first tattoo. I permanently inked my body, and now you all know even before my mother does… and boy is she going to kill me when she finds out.
I have always wanted something simple and cute on my shoulder. As time passed and I got older3 I decided that I would get a butterfly on my wrist.
I wanted a small butterfly… I had something in mind for when I would one day go and get it done, but since this was a impulse decision, I chose something from one of the 70 books they had in the shop.
I could have sworn this little thing was A LOT SMALLER in the book, but on my wrist it looks huge!
And oh, it hurt like a mother frosting cake kicker. I was told I got it in one of the most sensitive places, and I did notice that the lower he got on my wrist, the more painful it was. It took a lot for me to not head butt him while he was doing it… but common sense kicked in and I knew if I did it, I’d end up with a not-so-cute-tattoo.
About two weeks after getting it and it was healing it, I didn’t like it so much, but now that it is looking pretty decent I’m loving it.
On August 23rd, I am going to get my 2nd tattoo,4 which will be a ladybug5… also on my wrist. Clearly, I learned nothing from the pain I felt before so I need to endure it yet again.
- you know who you are [↩]
- I am going to deny it until someone can prove otherwise [↩]
- and the threats from my mother didn’t scare me as much [↩]
- what they say about it being addicting is very true. i was planning my second one within hours… and i already know what my third one will be – if my mother hasn’t killed me by then [↩]
- it’s super cute, I already have it picked out and everything. its like a heart shaped ladybug [↩]
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