"All the world will be your enemy,

Prince with a Thousand enemies..."

If you get that quote out of context, you kick ass.

This is my tattoo. It's only a little over a month old, but it healed quickly and I love it. My sister and I got tattoos together after our cross-country road trip which has now led to my new life in a new state. There is nothing like having a permanent reminder with you all the time why you're here and who loves you. I know that's overtly and overly sentimental, but it's true and it means a lot to me. It's an image from the book I wrote and self-published. Who knew I would pay someone to draw on my body an image I had drawn in passing? Life is strange sometimes. Or all the time, really.