I want a tree that turns into flying birds
on my foot. Just like my life is something but is never as it truly seems.

I want the footprints of my children with their name underneath. I wanted them on my leg, now I’m thinking my back.

I want a flower that gains a petal for whenever someone dies, so far there will be one for you, great grandma.

I want August 16th, that date that he died, tattooed on my hip or arm. Nicky I miss you but you’ll always be with me.

I want matching tattoos with my mom but they won’t be too matching because we’re just choosing each others.

I want the sign language “I love you” sign with my grandma’s signature under because I will always need her with me.

I want a tattoo of the pixar lamp because animated movies are my favorite and I want to forever feel young.

I want tattoos to cover my body, to express myself. I don’t care what people think because it’s not too please them