Welcome all you tattooed people (and all of you that aren’t, I don’t discriminate). I’m assuming you are here for the link up I’ve been blabbering about for the past few days right? If you aren’t just read along and leave me a sweet little comment about how you love my tattoos.I’m an immediate failure to my own link up. Here, let me explain why  I got my first tattoo when I was 20 years old. My grandma passed away 23 days before my 20th birthday. She was the first grandparent to ever pass away for me. My cousin and I decided that we would get tattoos together to honor her. We chose angel wings. I decided the middle of my upper back was a good position. And just in case you were wondering, that spot is practically impossible to take a picture of alone. But my cousin chose her hip and I can at least show you so you get the idea.I got my second tattoo on New Years Eve of the same year. I decided on a cross on my foot and its the one pictured in the link-up button.

Let me skip ahead to tattoo number 5, which is on my left foot in the picture above. I got that tattoo this past February and it is an infinity symbol with the word “faith” written into it.

I got my third tattoo when I was 22. It was a spur of the moment decision, but it’s probably one of my favorites. It’s a daisy. And it’s something special with my mom.

My fourth tattoo was another spur of the moment decision. I got it in January of 2012 and decided on a cursive letter “T” for my last name. The girl I went with got a huge tattoo on her ribs #wimppartyofone
This is also right after I got it. Obviously I like getting tattoos in awkward spots because taking a picture of this one is difficult.
My dad refers to me as a walking billboard and my mom used to hate them, until she got one in February and I’m pretty sure she would get another one. Will I get more? Maybe. Where at? Hell if I know.
All I do know is that each one means something to me and I’m glad that I have all of them.