i’m so sick of wanting a tattoo and not being able to get one. i literally look at photos of them every day, it’s like i’m addicted to them…yet i don’t have any. i know all of the ones i want, and have for awhile now. and all of them have meaning behind them, so it’s not like they’d be pointless or just for aesthetics (not that there’s anything wrong with that). and it just sucks because my mom is a baby boomer and she is SO against them. i mean like, there’s probably nothing she hates more. i guess i just have to handle all of this maturely, and realize that i have a lifetime to get tattoos. and i HAVE realized that. it’s just hard because it’s like i want something so badly, but i know i can’t have it for such a long time. and i guess my way of trying to cope is to just dream about them and try to keep thinking to myself “if i get a tattoo today, and my mom died tomorrow, would i be proud?” and the answer is yes and no. i’d be proud i went out and did something for myself, but very much not proud of the fact that i went behind my mothers’ back and disobeyed her. i know it would disgust her if i got a tattoo. and i know it sounds lame but i feel like since I’M not an artist, but i have so many artistic ideas that i can’t carry out on my own, i can get someone else who is talented to do it for me. i just don’t want to disappoint my mom. and everyone is always like “oh get one that you can hide!!” like…no. if i get a tattoo i don’t want to HAVE to hide it. i just want to be free to do my own thing. and i get that my mom is trying to protect me, but she’s also making me feel trapped. and just bleh. i guess i totally sound like a whiny first world problems girl but i had to get this off my chest. sorry for my rant.