Did I want you to know? That I cared? That I liked you. That you made me smile. That you made me feel the kind of happiness I haven’t felt in a long time. Yes, I did. I wanted to, but I didn’t dare. I was scared, am scared that you don’t feel the same. But I really like you. I don’t think you know. I miss you.
My thoughts wander whenever I’m alone. I either feel extreme happiness or hurt. Because I don’t want to remember the hurt, I remember the memory I had with you. Maybe to you I was just a normal friend. But to me you are so much more than that. You helped me, cared for me at the time when I needed it most. Maybe that was why I fell for you. And you always believed in me. Maybe that was why I fell for you. I long to see you so much. But my pride kills me.
Sometimes I feel like I wear a mask. To the world. I guess very few people actually know the real me. Or maybe, I guess nobody at all.
Do you know…
I was once called by my teacher a prodigy.
I think the greatest thing in life is to love and be loved in return.
I appreciate kindness from people who expect nothing for it.
I think that nowadays, its really hard to trust people.
Music is the thing I’ve always loved. Not the club ones, the classic ones.
The reason why money is important to me is not because of the things it can buy, but money can buy freedom, freedom for me to do the things I truly enjoy.
I hate being looked down upon by others, and being appreciated is the most important thing to me.
I’ve always felt appreciated by him.
Even though its been more than a year, I still miss him very much.
Money is not as important to me as love, friendship, purpose, and character.
I loved the feeling when he held me. It felt like I was escaping from the world.
I don’t know who I can be totally honest with anymore.
Except one, my good friend. But she may not be able to help.
I like to see others happy.
I care too much about what others think of me.
My true love should be somebody who will always be there when I need him.
Who knows all these about me? I really wonder.
My first tattoo, a quote by Sylvia Plath, taken right after I got it done. Sylvia Plath is someone I really identify with as far as her struggles, and this is a quote I’ve been living by for a while. As an artist, there’s nothing more intimidating than a blank canvas. And self doubt is something that I struggle with in every aspect of life, not just art. This quote always reminds me to let go of any insecurities that are holding me back.
Done by the amazing Jacob at Cherry Street Tattoo in Tulsa, OK.