my t a t t o o.

Got my first one earlier this month on vacation in Florida. I've wanted one for a while (& by "a while" I mean since this summer, due to my quarter life crisis). I always said I'd never get one because I couldn't think of anything I'd want on my body for the rest of my life. Then during my quarter life crisis this summer I went to get one done... & couldn't decide what I wanted. I wanted it on my left hip & I wanted a swirly design with stars. I printed off some pictures & then never followed through.

Before we left for Miami I decided I was getting it done down there. The whole way down we discussed what I'd get; I'd changed my mind from a swirly/star to text. I listened to song lyrics & kept dismissing everything I heard. I browsed some proverbs online & kept telling myself I'd know it when I saw it (or heard it). I was about to go with "wild at heart" when I saw "love all, trust few." It's Shakespeare & the whole quote is "love all, trust few, do wrong to none" (which I love) from his play All's well that ends well. But the last line sounds too much like the hypocratic oath doctors take.
We walked into the first tattoo shop we saw "to look" and I told the guy what I wanted. He drew it up real quick & showed me. I was in love. He said it'd take about 15 minutes & cost about $150. I said let's do it!

It took more like 30 minutes & wasn't too bad (though I didn't know what to expect) except for near my hip bone. That Fing hurt! I love it & I'm already trying to decide what & where I want my second. Mom wasn't happy. K said it was "fucking retarded." But I love it. & I decided I don't care if I have a baby & it gets stretched out. Or if when I'm 88 & have a cute, young nurse taking care of me she wonders what it's supposed to say. For now it looks good & I love it!