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Tattoos are scars we choose to keep-- words we want to carry, memories we fear losing; ink and needle are the self-inflicted stinging: the pain we choose to feel. art on our bodies-- out of our minds-- something real.
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Sep 11, 2021
Sep 11, 2021 at 4:31 PM UTC
Scars of Ink
Tattoos are scars we choose to keep-- words we want to carry, memories we fear losing; ink and needle are the self-inflicted stinging: the pain we choose to feel. art on our bodies-- out of our minds-- something real.
I have my father's name tattooed on my wrist not because I forgive him, but because I have forgiven myself and I choose to carry that with me.
#tattoo#art#scars#grief#memories#remembering#pain#emotion
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Sep 11, 2021
Sep 11, 2021 at 4:31 PM UTC
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