

....so i have always abstained from getting a tattoo...
i chickened out the first time I was to have it...in Koh Samui, with my best friend Portia.
Its not that I am afraid of the pain... I had liquid silicone injected on my hips, so my pain tolerance is quite high .
i just want to have a bit more meaning to my first tattoo...and my best friend was planning for a long time, so its ok for her. a tattoo isnt supposed to be done on impulse( like purchasing an ugly purse just because its on sale).
then comes this man, who has changed everything in my life.
i dont know if he is my rebound guy because i just came from another relationship.
but we got engaged ....so he is technically my ex fiance... yup. . . i actually believed i can be tied down.
there was even a flawless diamond ring...oh how i miss wearing it.
but thats another story for another time.
lesson learned though-- never get a tattoo of the name of your lover.
it will be a painful memory( trust me on this)
its like a recipe for REGRET...most of the people who gets a tattoo of their lovers always end up breaking up with their partners. its like a JINX
take a cue from angelina--of billy bob( and many many more people who has the name of their ex engraved on their skin)
so avril lavigne getting a tattoo of brody jenner means their relationship will go kaput in a month.
im just lucky I got mine just below the neck , so now i have to wear my hair long all the time.
i got another one, a flower from the yorkshire flag ( he is from north yorkshire), at least that looks just like a flower...
so in the end, after a tumultous relationship with another man...
i am single again...
and i am happy.
i have been succesfully deconstructed by people who are fucked up themselves.
im 30 with two tattoos, a bag of regrets, a good head and a nice surprise between my legs.
i will find my man...and i will make sure, my name is written ...not on his skin...
but on his heart.( im not that cynical yet)
I just know that there is someone out there, who is as crazy as me and has a lot more balls to carry a relationship with a proud transexual...
...not some fluffy pseudo- straight man who bit more than he can chew.
wow...im HATING
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can't tell you how good it is to have you back on blog land! Kiss kiss
Now I'll share with you the cliche for the day
"That Which Does Not Hurt Us, Only Makes Us Stronger"
You will just get better and stronger
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