I was so anxious to find a tattoo parlor. My first tattoo is on my hip bone 2 weeks after my 18th birthday and the day after receiving my very first pay check. It was traced [by me] directly from a letter written by my best friend in high school. It was a simple x3 meant to be something like the symbol [3 you see for love. But the letter, which I still have to this day despite the non-existent friendship, was one that got me through all those tumultuous high school days and really expressed a kind of friendship that I hadn't had before. Awful looking tattoo, but I wouldn't take it back for the world!

To finish up my Egyptian afterlife themed sleeve and start a dream catcher on my upper thigh