Thursday, 17 July 2014

Life of a Blogger: Tattoos

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It’s a weekly feature. Each week I will choose a subject and talk about that subject in my life. The topics will be non-bookish so that you can get to know me on a more personal level! I definitely encourage you guys to participate, too. I want this to be meme style with a linky for you to add your posts to. I want to know more about you guys as well!

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Today's topic is......


Tattoos. What can  I say about them. I love them, I love seeing them on others and wish I had the confidence to actually get more than the ones I have. I love sleeves, I love back pieces, I am just to scared to get them done myself.

My tattoos are all small and easy to hide. I can choose when to show them, and how many I show. My first one was done on my 19th birthday, and it is a rose on my right arm. It took me a long time to build up the courage to get one, I am absolutely petrified of needles, even getting my ears pierced scares the hell out of me. Anyway, back to my tattoos. Three months after my first tattoo I went and got another, this time a butterfly on my left shoulder. Ten months later I got my third, and supposedly final, tattoo on my right ankle. It hurt like hell, I limped, I could not wear my ankle boots without it rubbing against my tattoo. That made my decision easy, I was not getting any more...ever.

.................................................................................several years later

I caved. I got a tattoo on my left inside wrist for my Nan. It is a rune for strength, to remind me to be strong even though she was no longer with me.

Tattoo count = Four.

My next one followed about a year later. My Dad had an operation to remove half of his lung to try to help get rid of his cancer. I was not brave enough to have a tattoo on my ribs where my Dad had his operation. Instead I got the lung cancer ribbon on my right shoulder.

Tattoo count=Five

Yeah, I kinda gave up on the whole no more tattoos things. My next one was or my other Nan, I got a rune for love on my right inside wrist, this one was to remind me of the love I had for her, and her for me and my siblings.

Tattoo count = Six.

It's been a while since my last tattoo, and while I am once again saying no more tattoos, I can't help looking around for ideas of possible tattoos I would like.

Do you have any tattoos? Love them or hate them? Leave a comment, pic or link :)

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