Multiple times over the last week or so, I've wanted to get a tattoo. Just, up and get one. To blow off everyone else and their expectations and every belief I may or may not have and just be true to MYSELF.
I'm not going to actually go through with it
(although, when my brothers and sisters show off their new tats, I start contemplating what mine would look like...).
Does painful self-mutilation sound appealing? At times.
I guess I'd like to step outside of myself
and start over.
Instead of a tattoo, I'm moving to a new apartment, starting work on one of my life-long goals and buying an
expensive necklace that reminds me to be
true to MYSELF.
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