I'm actually an alien.

My favorite tattoo is definitely the script on top of my right leg that reads "Freakshow". Everyday throughout my high school experience, without fail, I was called either a Freakshow or some variation of the word. I was never allowed to forget that I looked or acted differently. I hated this word. I felt like it was a spot light shining directly on the fact that I was a little bit off. It was only when an ex boyfriend of mine called me a "freak" in the midst of an argument, that something snapped inside me. Wait, why do I hate this word? Because I've been labeled it? What have I been thinking? This has been stuck on me like some sort of label, so why not ride it out the best I can? If you can laugh at yourself, then no one else can affect you. I went ahead and got it tattooed on me and show it off with pride to this day. I embraced it, and once people saw they couldn't hurt me they gave up. No matter who and where you are, LET YOUR FREAK FLAG FLY.