New ink!

If you don't know me in real life, you probably don't know that I like tattoos. Even if you do know me in real life you might not know. I don't fit the tattoo stereotype at all!

I have a chinese symbol on my ankle meaning twin- my twin sister has it too. I have "grace" in romanian on my hip. I have Ryan's birthday in Roman numerals on my back. I have a peace dove on my wrist.

And today I got a feather on my back. There is a poem by Emily Dickinson called Hope that really speaks to me.

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune without the words -

And never stops - at all -

And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -

And sore must be the storm -

That could abash the little Bird

That kept so many warm -

I’ve heard it in the chillest land -

And on the strangest Sea -

Yet - never - in Extremity,

It asked a crumb - of me.

 

So I got a feather in honor of my Lauren Hope.

 

 

I LOVE it! It hurt so bad, haha. But I love it. Do you have any tattoos?