I've always seen someone's body as a beautifully blank canvas, just waiting to be meddled with so much art. Tattoos, piercings and even body mutilation, but the last one only to a certain extent. The only thing stopping me from being covered with ink are my parents, and well the unfortunate view my future bosses will have. Ah, I can only dream no? There's so much I want to express without having the need to tell everyone. I want everything that I've gone through to be artistically laid out on my bare skin, to show people how much shit that's come my way but at the same time, my strength that's gotten me to where I am now. People are quick to associate tattoos, piercings and smoking with someone who's closely related to the devil or something, and it sucks how people define you because of a stupid generalization.
