While We Are on the Subject of Body Modification...

Oct 24, 2010 21:02

And lately, my heart has been breaking.

-Interpol

I feel like so much has happened to me in the past year, things that I never thought would happen to me and I feel like I've grown as a person, as an adult as a woman etc.(you get the idea) But I feel like I look the same. Some wild unruly hair, same petite curvy body and I wanted some way to acknowledge the change physically on my body, almost like a growth chart. So I got a new tattoo. And I forgot how awful and at the same time, addictive the pain is. Getting a tattoo over my heart seemed to release the pain I've held in there for the past year. Much like the pain of a tattoo is addictive, so is the pain of love. I avoid the pain but when I allow the pain in it's something I relish in and I can never seem to let go. To be a single woman in NYC, a city not known for its dating scene, you definitely need patience and endurance.

tattoos, akoma, love

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