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I remember the first tattoo I got very clearly, I had wanted it for years. It was on the day of my 18th birthday and I was so nervous. I had gotten piercings before, but a tattoo? The design I had chosen was a tribal hibiscus I had drawn out when I was 14 in my art class. I remember my artist telling me to prepare myself and breath deeply. I did as he had instructed and 3 hours later I had my artwork on my back, forever. I still consider it the most fulfilling thing I've ever done to this day.

My second tattoo and third tattoos we're more of a spur of the moment thing, but with reason. I picked out a rose one day while going through my sketch book because the lotus bloom and rose represent life, death, and rebirth. This is a large part of my beliefs. Every time I look at it ,it reminds me of my roots and where I see myself in my life cycle and reminds me to live that portion it to the fullest. It only happens once. My treble clef on my wrist is there for family. My family's always been involved in music in one way or another. We used to fallow around Tom Petty, Blues Traveler, and the KOOL 105 concerts. My parents always brought their instruments. My dad bought me my first guitar when I was 9 for Christmas. When I look at it, it reminds of those day and I love it!

My tattoos make up different stages and events in my life. I plan on keeping it up. I already have my next 3 planned out. Like they say, if you get one, you may as well just accept the fact that soon after you'll be planning your next one!