So many of you on here may remember that I have been wanting a tattoo for years but never had the courage to actually get one, I was letting the fear stop me. Well, this summer was HELL. My boyfriend of six years left me twice in june, then again 7 weeks ago and we are not back together. I am having an EXTREMELY rough time with this. Shortly after him and I broke up I was hospitalized for 4 days, released, then re-admitted 5 days later for 5 days. They still do not know what was wrong with me. Also, my Grandfather is dying and there is so much more going on.
Well, today I decided I was going to go price my tattoo. Then I got my check from school and made the decision; nope, not pricing it, GETTING IT! AND I DID! I am SO excited! It is very small, just a simple rose with no stem on my back on my left shoulder blade. It looks AMAZING, And I can't wait for the swelling to go down to see how it REALLY looks.
I didn't even cry when I got it, I just shook REALLY bad. A few people have asked why a rose? I didn't give them a direct answer. The truth is this: so much is going on right now and I am having such a rough time. I just feel like a little more of my dies everyday. I have always seen the rose as beautiful, ever-lasting, strong, things I do not see myself as. Plus, I once read a quote about love, roses, and winter. I wil find it and post it tomorrow (I am beyond exhausted and can't think), but it really STRUCK me and made me stop and think. That is why I got a rose.
I am totally 100% happy with my first tat. I am so happy I got something that harbors so much meaning to me. I am just so sad that my (ex)boyfriend wasn't there with me, he always promised me he would be.
