Comma
While I have been trying to not regret being a messy person and also a person who is not at all together, I do regret it a little bit because I only have a crappy cellphone picture of my new tattoo(!!!!!!!). It is a comma, on my hip. I got it because about a year ago I read something in a community called
nicethings by
anteriority and I liked it so much. Anyways,
anteriority wrote,
"The comma of your hipbone rose up from the bed. In the distance the hills appeared sleepy, curling into one another like children."
Here it is:
I'm sorry for the awful quality of the photo though. A man named Eduardo, who wasn't all that friendly did it for me. I really really am in love with it right now, but I can't help imagining crawling into bed and having someone who I should not be thinking about tracing her fingertips over it.
Yesterday I brought a fruit tart that I baked the day before to Michaella's housing for the summer, she was having a dinner party. It was very silly and funny and we ate pizza and drank wine. It was so nice to see Michaella, I really just miss seeing old friends all the time, I am kind of sad that I'm took that job as a summer camp counselor.
Both my mother and my brother are sick with fevers and I found a million old photos upstairs from before I was born or just before I can remember that I want to scan in and I will probably post.
nicethings by
anteriority and I liked it so much. Anyways,
anteriority wrote,
"The comma of your hipbone rose up from the bed. In the distance the hills appeared sleepy, curling into one another like children."
Here it is:
I'm sorry for the awful quality of the photo though. A man named Eduardo, who wasn't all that friendly did it for me. I really really am in love with it right now, but I can't help imagining crawling into bed and having someone who I should not be thinking about tracing her fingertips over it.
Yesterday I brought a fruit tart that I baked the day before to Michaella's housing for the summer, she was having a dinner party. It was very silly and funny and we ate pizza and drank wine. It was so nice to see Michaella, I really just miss seeing old friends all the time, I am kind of sad that I'm took that job as a summer camp counselor.
Both my mother and my brother are sick with fevers and I found a million old photos upstairs from before I was born or just before I can remember that I want to scan in and I will probably post.