WHY IS IT CALLED A WIDOW’S PEAK
Come out, come out, wherever you are…
Wearing this dress makes me feel dainty
Skewl Speeret guise!
But seriously I wouldn’t have bought this hoodie today if I didn’t absolutely love the college I’m attending.
DISCLAIMER: This is only a preview. NOT FINISHED YET! Looks like I need a 3rd session to complete this bad boy. Probably going to total about 10 hours of work. This is already my favorite tattoo for many reasons I’ll explain when I get the final and high quality picture of it in two weeks! :)
I am on vacation from reality right now
When sunlight died, the black skies thundered.
“once upon a mine…she…..with a matter a time, the magnetic fields have always drawn me towards her ..is this a crime..or an ignorant state if mind or maybe its somthing that should be, like a twist of love death and wine a black book is what he stands behind, reading out the script of fortold journey of a burgendy carpet hell, glass and a marching line,with there bare feet dragging blood the intoxication is what starts the flood,they will drown or let the hour glass run, a marching journey under moon and sun,who knows each grain of sand from the hour glass might enter the vien an wiegh a ton”
-(a lovely story sent to me by a very precious, dark, and divine man who holds the essence of my soul)
Once upon a time, I made a rhyme of our souls entwined. It swayed and weighed thicker than the flicker of the flame that drives me insane. Your touch, your kiss, it grips my lips and tugs and rips until blood runs down my finger tips. Distance can’t make us miss this. It has been over a year, no fear can make or break this tango we create. You are a part of me like the bees are one with the trees. If I could draw you a picture I’d find stricture in every drop of ink because I think no curve has the nerve to compare to you. I dream of a scheme of you caressing my head in our bed and I look up into your eyes… Do you realize there is nothing else I can do but to think of you? Your life is in the breeze, every step when I bend my knees. I see you in the flowers, watching spiders crawl over them for hours. I feel you in each heart beat and each crevasse of my feet. Sway with me, stay with me…
This is my heartagram tattoo done by a very beloved friend of mine; its all about the delicate and romantic tango between love and hate, light and darkness. Can’t know good without the evil, can’t know happiness without despair.
My le petit prince tattoo (by Seneca at Steve’s Tattoo) :)
It is there to remind me that no matter how strange and wild your imagination and dreams may be, you can’t let others bring you down because they see a hat where you see a snake that ate an elephant. I got it where I did because it symbolizes where I keep my strength.
Also, it was the first full French book I ever read and I aspire to become fluent in French.
Let’s slap on some more meaning! I hated high school, the people, the cliques, yada yada. But in French class, it was a family. It was pretty much the one hour of the day I knew I was going to laugh and smile. My teacher was outstanding, the curriculum was fun, and it was just…. special.
THERE ARE NO WORDS
ONLY SUPERFLUOUS AMOUNTS OF JOY
Pre-graduation. THIS GIRL IS !