No, I'm not going to talk about piercings endlessly this time.
INSTEAD I'M GOING TO TALK ABOUT TATTOOS! Totally different.
I got my first tattoo today. Forewarning - it is going to sound cliche as hell, but that doesn't bother me because of the reasons I got it, which I will explain.
It's a tiny diluted rainbow monarch on the inside of my right ankle.
When I was little, my parents - especially my dad - were dicks, to put it lightly. So I had an uncle that was more like a father to me than anyone else could be, and he was also my best friend.
Unfortunately, not only did he have diabetes, but in his youth he was heavily into drug use, so his body was failing him even before I was born. In fact, he was told he was supposed to die
before I was born, but when he found out my mother was pregnant, he said he was going to stay alive to make sure I got the life I deserved.
He died when I was 11, but a very vivid memory I have of him is the time he got me a temporary butterfly tattoo on my ankle. So I got a permenant butterfly on my ankle so I'll never forget the memory, or him.
I searched for reference pictures of monarchs on google until I found one with the wings laying exactly how I wanted them to in my tattoo, and then contacted a very good friend of mine to follow my instructions to make the design come to life.
Here is the design, although with giant red text over it so it hopefully can't be stolen:
The design had to go through a few changes when it was actually applied to my ankle (for example, almost all of the white dots were lost because they simply couldn't make dots that small) but overall, I'm absolutely enthralled with it. I'm really hyped about getting my next tattoo now too.
As for the pain? It wasn't unbearable, like I thought it would be. Not to say it was painless, but it was not nearly as bad as I thought it would be, considering ankles are apparently the 5th painful place to get tattooed.
It's above the especially bony part of my ankle, but my legs aren't very flabby. When the tattooist was working closer to the front of my leg, the pain was comparable to pin pricks. When he was working closer to the back of my leg though, FFFFFFFFFFFFFUCK. It went from pin pricks to feeling like a razorblade was sawing back and forth through my ankle. It was during those parts I got very twitchy from the pain, although I'm quite proud of myself for not crying. (I have a very low pain tolerance.)
The next tattoo I have in mind is wings on my shoulder blades (yes, cliche again, but I have special reasoning for this one as well) designed by the same friend who did my butterfly, but they're having some real life issues right now so I don't know when they'll have the time. I might get a different tattoo instead before they get the design done.
The tattoos I am definitely getting are my butterfly (done, yay!), my wings, and the triforce some of you might remember me talking about, although I've switched my ideas for it around a bit. But it's still the same basic concept.
I'm also thinking of getting a star (guess why) and a ladybug, but those are still up in the air because the reasoning behind them isn't as powerful and I want to make absolutely sure I want that for the rest of my life before I get it, obviously.
Oh right, and pics later tonight when I can take the bandage off and clean it for the first time. Unless you want to see it as soon as the bandage comes off and it's all gross.
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