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So my cousins in England found out about my new tattoos...but they don't know about my other two. I forgot they were my friends on Facebook and I put up pictures of the new tats. My one cousin commented on it and called me "fucking stupid". So now I'm just waiting for all the phone calls about how silly I'm being and how this is going to mess up my future and how disappointed everyone is. Honestly that's what they will say. I'm so fed up with my family. I don't really care that they see my body mods as ugly or stupid. I love them. I know that I'm walking art. I wish everyone cold see that. People pay thousands of dollars for paintings and sculptures that express some random emotion. My tattoos are my art that express something about me. Some emotion or past problem in my life. Why do people insist on dictating to me what I should do to my body? If I could I'd tattoo my body head to toe, laser it off, do it again and pierce every thing I could. I plan on tattooing a large portion of my body with pieces that tell the story of my life and who I am. Who I've become. Oh so my profession will be accommodating to the tattoo/pierced lifestyle? No, see the thing is, I want to be a lawyer. But my tattoos will be covered by clothing/jewellery. So please, tell me why I should listen to my family when they say it will "hurt my career"? Fuck you is what I say to all that. I'm my own person.

speaking of my lovely new artwork. they are healing nicely. but, gah! now begins two weeks of the constant mantra...MUST NOT SCRATCH! all I want to do...even with the A&D ointment on them...is scratch scratch scratch!

ok..only three more hours of work then I crawl in to bed and pass out.

No takers on paying for my room for Hell City? Damn. That makes me a sad mongoose.

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