lately i’ve been obsessed with fuck yeah, tattoos!, so much so that my own personal ink is going on there twice. (i don’t really have good pictures of my first tattoo, so not submitting that). and a few other tattoo blogs on top of BMEzine. plus, even though it hurt more than any other tattoo ever, my foot ink is so beautiful i want nothing more than to get another one, and to expand on what i have, and make it awesome. more awesome.
i can fully understand how this becomes an addiction where you find yourself covered in artwork from head to toe. i could very well develop into that, and i think it would be fabulous. and, seeing as how i’m not a pretty girl, i quite enjoy having a tiny part of me that is undeniably pretty. because it really is. of course, that’s all due to my monumentally talented artist, who took a vision in my head and translated it to paper to ink to skin. phenomenally skilled artist.
