get a tatoo

i have been contemplating on this for so long. my mom was so against it. so is my husband. but thats not stopping me this time.if the opprtunity knocks it will happen.

So it was kind of spur of the moment. Kind of not. My sister and I have been talking about it for a long time. And we both knew what we wanted. But I didn’t really think we would go through with it. Especially since we both hate needles. But mine was on my right shoulder blade and I couldn’t watch him do it. So it was scary at first. Stung a bit at first. But after a while I got used to it. It wasn’t near as bad as I had expected. And it’s done. And it’s beautiful. And I still can’t believe I did it. Hasn’t sunk in yet at all. I might freak out when it does.

so i’ve been putting off getting a fingerstache for awhile , but this august i’m so doing it

I got my tattoo as a birthday present to myself.
I love it to bits and glad I finally got it done.

Now it’s time for tat number two :)

I’m thinking “to thine own self be true” across my back

Did this on my 30th birthday… decided I was gonna do something to “mark” the occation

I already have 2 tattoos but I cant say that they mean anything to me. I’d like to get something that has some meaning or a story behind it. I dont have a specific space i want to fill or specific design i want to get. I think if i can decide on one of those 2 things then the other one might be easier to do.

I’ve wanted a tattoo ever since I was little.
I was there when muh mom got her tattoo.
And I can’t wait to get one for myself…who am I kidding. I want many. I love tattoo’s there is no way around it.
But the law in my state is you must be 18.
And I am not even close to being there yet.
My mom was gunna have a person come to our house and do mine and muh older sisters.
But muh dad is an ass and isn’t allowing it.
So I’m stuck waiting…

Was actually about to do this today with my friend- until we realised its sunday and the place wasnt open :P oh dear! what a muppet- but im getting closer.
really wanted a few stars on my hip… hmmm maybe next week i’ll get round to it :)
xxx

I got mine way back in 94, in Zürich. Everybody was getting one.
I was a roadie then, and one of our stagehands was good at tattooing.
I had wanted one for some time, but never really knew what to get.
It had to be something meaningful, political, inspiring, beautiful.
Something to always remind me of my Self.
I had thought of barbed wire, of the A in the circle, but rejected them,
because I wanted something I still can show with pride when I am an old woman.

When we came to Zürich and met that tattooing stagehand
I had, for some time, been drawing and doodling the treefold spiral
the Triskel on every available surface.
No idea where and why I’d picked it up.
Things just fell into place.

I got this one

on my right shoulder
– for binding, creating and taking
for Air and Fire
.
.
And this one

on my left shoulder
- for releasing, destroying and giving
for Water and Earth
.
.
.
When I had them made I said to myself:
“This is for times when I’m lost and becoming square and tired.
They shall remind me of who I really am.”

Two years ago I was in the middle of my education to become an occupational therapist, going to school everyday, and honestly,
I… didn’t hate it…i was desperate.
I had become fat arsed and numb and tired and felt I was slowly turning into a robot.
One really bad black day I said to myself
“If my younger Self could see me Here and Now, she would be disgusted and sneer about this old ugly tired slug!”
That thought made me even more unhappy.
Then, in the evening, I took a shower and suddenly noticed my tattoos.
And I remembered what I had told myself in Zürich in 1994.
And it felt as if my younger Self suddenly was there, hugging me and saying:
I’d never laugh about you! I am always with you.
I am proud of you coz you have learned so much more by now, and you are making it through school again!
I love you! We are One:
MySelf.
.
.
.
So, :’), what I wanna say:
If you get at tattoo you might want to get something with a meaning.
I’m glad I got mine, love them, and they will still be beautiful when I am a really old and formidable hag.