And I happen to hate mine. Well, to a certain extent, that is.
Its like a love-hate relationship. I guess all females are about the same, we have a love-hate relationship with our body, our temple. Sometimes I feel so ashamed of mine that i don even feel like going out and show the world this ugly piece of creation. Other times, I would feel really bouncy and on top of the world and proud that I am endowned with a wonderful healthy body that its rather scary to even think about it.
And tonight happened to be one of the nights when I hate my body so much that I don even wanna look at myself in the mirror, just to stay away from that ugly sight.
And it was just yesterday when I didn't even think twice about revealing my ugly body to the tattooist, although the pain is really hell. It hurts so damn much. Its hurting now even as I am sitting down typing out these words.
Yes, I went to extend my turtle. My tattoo now looks a little like a bat from afar and the turtle can only be seen if you know where to look.
The most ironic thing is the more I hate my body, the more I would want to do something about it. Perhaps thats one of the reasons why I tattooed myself.
Before
After
I hate myself, I hate my body, I hate everything in my stupid life.
Monday, February 06, 2006
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2 comments:
Now its really starting to look like a lady opening her legs....
Why you tattoo porn on ur back??? :P
Fun tattoo.
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