Commencing my tattoo journey with the first stroke of ink. More stories to be written.
I got my first tattoo when I was 16. I snuck off and got an ankh on my ankle. I told my mom it was a henna.
Inked for the first time, but definitely not the last. A journey of self-expression begins.
From imagination to reality – my first tattoo marks the birth of my body's art gallery.
Stepping into the world of ink with open arms. Here's to the first chapter of my tattoo journey.
Turning my skin into a canvas, one tattoo at a time. 🖌️ First ink, blank canvas no more!
I think of tattoos as a symbol of rebellion and a way to express yourself. But there are definitely times when I regret some of them.
Tattoos are the ultimate expression of individuality. They're your own canvas and your own story.
A tattoo is an affirmation: that this body is yours to have and to enjoy while you're here. Nobody else can control what you do with it.
I like tattoos because they're representative of your story. The things you've been through and the marks you've left on the world.
I do have tattoos – I got them when I was young, and I'm very lucky because I don't look ridiculous.
Tattoos are like a map of my life. I can look at a certain tattoo, and it represents a certain time in my life when I got it.
Your body is a temple, but how long can you live in the same house before you redecorate?
Tattoos have a power and magic all their own. They decorate the body but they also enhance the soul.
The only difference between a person with tattoos and a person without is this: a person with tattoos does not care if you do not have any.
My body, my canvas, my rules. Celebrating the freedom of expression with my first tattoo.