Revisit Past Dramas
After Ink3/27/2016 Here are things I definitely went through after getting a tattoo:
1. The struggle of trying not to touch it. 2. It was so damn itchy. 3. It was hard to dress up, tight clothes meant it's going to graze on your itchy still healing skin, loose clothes meant the same thing. 4. Feeling happy 'coz your skin isn't itch anymore and at the same time missing the itchy feeling. 5. Wanting to flaunt my tattoo, yet I know no parental figure nor babbling person should see it. 6. Making sure to grab any chance of capturing my tatt in a picture.
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Inked3/26/2016 I remember when I was about 4, my dad's tattoo fascinated me so much I wanted one myself. I can't remember how many times I asked him how much and who did his ink so I can do it too. Fast forward to many years ahead, I have been going back and forth on whether I really should get a tattoo. My vain self doesn't want one because, it would ruin my clear skin. While my other self wants one out of jealousy of my dad's tat.
That was how I spent the months leading to when I gt inked, going back and forth on whether I should get one, thinking of what design I should get, and where should I place it. I have been randomly doodling when I found myself forming the design, which was supposed to be my watermark for whatever. I was trying to put my initials together then enclosing it in a heart shape. It just didn't loo right so I tried enclosing it in an oval. The rune like effect of it pleased me so I practiced until I was satisfied with my consistency in drawing it. As for the placement, it was actually those times when I became obsessed with wearing camis. I've always imagined seeing my still non-existent tattoo somewhere behind my back, just peeking though a little bit through the thin straps. I was supposed to get inked the day I turned legal, but the tattoo shop recommended to me forgot that I had an appointment with them. So I thought maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Of course, it doesn't work like that for me. What I want I will get even if it takes years for me to get it. So I went to this tattoo convention sometime September, thinking i'll just pop in see if I can find a studio somewhere near where I work for convenience. Still, I ended up getting inked right than and there, missing my chance to see the Maria Ozawa in the flesh. The experience was definitely crazy, there I was on the chair, not breathing in anticipation of the pain associated with getting inked, and at the same reminding myself to breathe because I heard breathing eases pain. I was also not trying to move too much because any mistake is, well, irreversible. It was fine though, like it literally felt like a hundred tiny red ants were biting me all at the same time. After the session I thought, my facials were definitely worse than this. I was so proud of that moment that I of course, wanna do it again. But in a few more years. I don't know why but after that moment I now felt like i'm a badass bitch. It was an experience definitely worth the wait. AuthorShe thinks she is an incredible writer. This space's purpose is just to have a place where she could dump the garbage on her mind without her mother's snooping. Archives
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