tattoos.
Because the ink in my skin where the needle went in however many years ago,
has left marks on my arms and they say who I am everywhere that I go.
Some people have one and some have one that they’re ashamed of. Most people think that we’re fools. Some people don’t get it and some people don’t care.
Some of us, we have tattoos
So crack open a beer friends now and let’s make a pledge, if we had the luck to live our lives a second time through we’d be sure to get the same tattoos.
{My mom is genuinely angry that I posted this on facebook with the caption:
”Me in 50 years!”
Stoked because I found what I’m tattooing on my other arm to mirror the Callahan tattoo!
{I just want to sit in this shirt all the time. #urbanoutfitters @charlene_mcarthur and I found it!
{The shoes I bought yesterday from #foreverXXI :) now someone needs to take me somewhere I can wear them!
{Someone send me somewhere warm so I can wear this outfit! #tattoos #landlockedapparel
{I don’t think I even own one pair of matching socks… At least they are similar today
{TOMS kids! @klipnic @charlene_mcarthur :) #Toms #tattoos (Taken with Instagram)
{My new tattoo for all y’all!
The Auguries of Innocence - William Blake.
My all time favourite poem. This is the first stanza from it. It’s used as a theme in the first Tomb Raider which is where it got stuck in my head and I fell in love with these lines.
The whole poem is beautiful. Take a read :)
http://www.artofeurope.com/blake/bla3.htm
{Awkward mirror picture of my new back tattoo, with a glimpse of the Brand New wrist tatt! #tattoos #poetry (Taken with Instagram)
I think I should stop posting my tattoos online.
When people reblog them and are like OMG THIS IS EXACTLY WHAT I’M GETTING!
or Okay so I’ve found my new tattoos!
It’s like…. I drew these, please get your own… -.-
