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"Does it hurt?" they ask. "What does this actually mean?" they probe. "Doesn't your mom scold you?" they wonder. I don’t want to answer any of these questions. After all, it's my body, my life, and engraving these arts on my skin is my own secret language, a personal code I choose not to share. Each tattoo carries a deep story, a hidden chapter of my life that helps me navigate this fast-paced world.

Every time I get a new tattoo, I feel a rush of vitality, as if I'm evolving into a new character in the story of my life. These tattoos are more than just ink on skin; they are the keepsakes of my journey, the only thing I’ll carry with me to the grave. 

For me, each tattoo is a reward for overcoming challenges, a celebration of special occasions, or a way to immortalize a memory I cherish. They represent my morals, values, and beliefs, etched in a way that words alone cannot capture.

I love them more than anything because they are the truest expression of who I am. If you ever feel the urge to get one, do it. Not everyone gets tattoos to look cool. For some of us, they are the milestones of our lives, the emblems of our triumphs, and the testaments to our most treasured moments.

And yes, I can definitely answer one common question: No, my mom doesn't scold me. In fact, she paid for my first tattoo on my birthday, and each time she asks if I'm getting a new one because she knows my love for them. Giving someone something they love is the purest form of love, and she loves seeing them on me and is curious about what I'll get next.


Adios

Isha🌸

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