permanent marker.

Dec 19, 2010 00:54

AHEM. YEAH. GUESS WHAT I DID YESTERDAY AND NEVER GOT TO POST ABOUT.

hint:




This is not it LAWL.

I got this tattoo last January (it used to be yellow but FADED), and it's from Sailor Moon. Wait, wait, don't be laughing. Ya'll know how I have depression and anxiety and all that jazz, right? Well, I decided to get tattoos of things that help me out.

Battle wounds, one could say.

I used to think
What will happen when I get older?
What if I don't want these tattoos then?
What about what other people will think of me?
What if I don't fit in?
until I recently realized, that I don't give a shit.

Who said that I have to lead a traditional life? As I said to Ms. H last year, I was never normal growing up, so why start now?

Then I realized, that I should just live the way I want to.

When I'm old and grey, my grandchildren hoverboarding down the streets, I'm not going to look at my tattoos in disgust and think of how stupid I was for doing it.

I'm going to remember how much I struggled, and how much these things helped me.

I'm no longer following Sailor Moon, nor have I been for a few years now. But I still got the tattoo, after leaving the fandom for a year or more. I was out of the fandom, but knew how much it helped me when I was out of school.

These tattoos make me feel so free.

I'm me, and that's okay.




I may not be an Arashi fan forever, but I'll always remember how they helped me.

Call me crazy.
Everyone else has.
And I. Don't. Care. Anymore.

sparkleh, rl is grey, here have some pretty, musheh mush ♥, ~\o/~, ~fandolism~, look what i bought~

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