So I know I haven't written anything on this blog for a long time... But, I haven't had anything worth writing about. I have loved and lost and loved again, I have graduated college and gone back to school for another diploma. I have also grown and am learning how to express myself, my personality and changing my rad sense of style. I have three tattoo's now and nine piercings total. Being a student, I spend part of my year at home living with my parents, this is where my self expression is not appreciated. My Mom in particular hates my piercings and my tattoos. She has told me that my lip piercing is ugly, and looks like a shiny zit. And the tattoo i have on my fingers she thinks looks like dirt... I think its just a generation thing, cause I see nothing wrong with any of them, but I think its weird that it bothers her as much as it does. It is a hopeless battle, I just wish she could understand what they mean to me. I am not trying to say "fuck the world" or "look how badass I am", I'm not that kind of person. Now that I have them I feel like I would be lost, or be less me without them. I am not sure what I am getting at, but I guess its just weird how different our generation is compared to our parents. Just because I'm an twenty now, I shouldn't have to take them out and "grow up" in Moms words. I am growing up, and I'm doing it with my piercings and tattoos.. Hope your not offended world, I've got ink in my skin.
Christi
xoxo
Monday, May 10
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