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and NOW, tales of the needle part #513...
i skipped school today for a viable reason, as far as i am concerned. i managed to get in to see dennis and get the frame done (mostly) on my right shoulder! YES! i am excited about this; and it hurt WAYY more than the juvederm injection. but thats ok. i always relished tattoo pain. it reminds me that im here and in the real world and still a living, breathing, air-sucking being. i need reminding sometimes. otherwise i start to live more and more inside my own head and then im not really living at all; just casting a shadow.
so my arm still hurts, and i have a feeling this is going to take 3 weeks to heal properly, but now its just the details and then the piece is done and i can move onto desecrating this ridiculous thing on the back of my neck.
PLEASE take it from me, ladies and gents; however in Love you believe you are with a person, never NEVER get their name tattooed anywhere on your person. unless they are dead. i do not mean that to sound cruel, but that really is the only valid excuse for getting a lovers name permanently inked upon your skin. take it from me. if not from me, take it from angelina jolie; who also learned the hard way.
at least mine is relatively small. push about 2 quarters and a nickel side by side and thats the width, i quarter and i nickel long. im thinking of covering it up with the SG logo; if that can be done.
input on that thought would be appreciated greatly. so please comment.
its either that, or ill draw up something. a stitched up sacred heart, maybe. his whole chest is covered in one big sacred heart with a musical note coming out the top, and the wings stretch from nipple to nipple. on one bicep he has a tribal sacred heart, on the other a sacred toaster (toasters being his favorite appliance).
so maybe. maybe if i made it mutilated enough. that way i would still know what it stands for but to anyone else, it would just be a weird sacred heart of Death.
im just going nuts with the tattoos lately, arent i? it seems to be that way, but not really. this one shoulder has been about 4 months (ok, MAYBE 3) in the making so far... it pains me to think how many more i want done and how little cash i really have to do them.
filed for divorce yesterday. the real deal. put $500 down for my attorney; he makes the phone call, HE delivers the papers, HE tracks the ex down. im out of it. well out of it. i just want this to be over, now. i accidentally found his new myspace profile the other day by clicking on an old friend of ours. evidently he classifies himself as a 'swinger' these days.
nice.
i really cant explain myself or my actions except by saying he really is a sheep in wolves clothing when you meet him... and then as time goes by you come to the awakening that the fact is, hes the wolf and he lured you in.
i genuinely feel sorry for the next girl he reels in.
evidently, though he refuses to communicate with ME, he wrote to my best friend. explaining that he 'tried' and that 'he wasnt a bad person' and so forth and so on. she decided to tell me about this when she was driving me out to get my lip fat. i laughed it off, and then; as i always do, i mulled it over and over in my mind. i wonder exactly what he wrote. i wonder exactly what he was thinking. i wonder if he remembers me at all and if i was just a laugh, a conquest, a boost for his ego, or what. im sure he never loved me. or if he did, his brand of love is poison. arsenic and suicide.
anyway, im going to try to post a picture of my tattoo as of today. i hope you approve.


bit grainy, i know, but it was taken with my phone. i love you guys.