Yeah man, we got tattoos. I think I'm still in shock over it. I got an anchor on my back, because I love the ocean and feel so connected to it and I love Cape Cod and I love sailing and the anchor, out of everything I considered, seemed to be most "me". Plus, there was that one time where I was Googling anchor tattoos and Katie texted me with a picture of one she had drawn on herself.
The anticipation of pain was the worst, and it did hurt. It felt like I was being scratched really hard. I remember thinking as he was doing the outline "Okay, I really don't like this, can it just be over now?" But ten minutes of pain for a lifetime of self-expression is so worth it, and luckily my sister was there to hold my hand.
And a song I'm totally identifying with right now.
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