I know you aren’t happy with the fact I have gotten so many tattoos within the past year but let me try to explain. My body is a wrecked canvas. A canvas which I destroyed in my past and I have left it beaten and destroyed. My arm has nothing to show but pain. A tattoo gives it light. It shows that you can always defeat the past. I love myself and how I look so do not try to tell me otherwise. A tattoo is art. I deserve to feel like art. I am the art.
Slide your hand up my thigh while we’re driving
Don’t be afraid to be “too much.” Call me 5 times a day because you wanna hear my voice or something came up and you wanna tell me immediately. Text me 12 times in a row when I don’t answer fast enough. Leave me cute texts when you can’t sleep. Hold my hand. Everywhere. Sit really close to me on the couch. Keep your hand on my thigh. Always have a part of you touching a part of me. Tell me you love me every hour I don’t care I want to be smothered in love holy fuck life is too short to hold back.
“The goal is to go from shit to kinda okay, I mean what else?”
-the Shawn Mendes quote I live by everyday
I feel like this could be useful in my future
REBLOG THIS. I CANNOT STRESS HOW IMPORTANT THIS GUIDES ARE, BOOST THIS SHIT
If I don’t reblog this one of these things is definitely going to happen to me
My two dogs. Done by Kimberly Wall @ Black Rabbit Tattoo, Richmond VA. (by poultrygeist25) via KoolTattoos
