My first tattoo was a small butterfly on my upper back. It was more of a test to see whether or not my mom was really going to let me do it. I had recently graduated from high-school after experiencing one of the toughest years of my life [at that point] I survived my first car accident and first love with a man who wasy mentally abusive. The tattoo made me feel like a chapter had closed and a new one had started.

I want several more. I would like to add more to my legs, one on a foot, and one behind my ear. Not sure yet what they will be. It always depends on the mood I'm in and experiences I'm having at the time.