I've been to very little places in my life. even fewer, on my own, without the constant presance of my parents watching opver my shoulder. of course, this leaves me stupid, spoilt, and terrified of the world. cause i suck like that, and its only getting worse.
BUT NOW, NO LONGER!!!!
this trip, is all on my own. i am going to grow and grow and grow and EXPLODE all that crap away. and be awesome. ((well, its a start anyway))

So while im in Melbourne ((FLIGHT LEAVES TOMORROW!!!)), i thought id commemorate this significant act of freedom with a second tattoo.
here it is!
this is designed to go on my hip; the large star is right smack on the bone, the smaller two stars down at a diagonal, and the three smaller stars up my waist and slightly around the side. you cant see it but theres a smaller tiny dot of a star right at the top. oops.

sevens my lucky number ((and sacred too!)), and stars are amazing. how something so small and far away can be so inspiring is incredible. not only are they pretty, they remind me that really all this crap is just crap, and that life is bigger than this, and fuck it all just keep dreaming and one day youll get there, etc etc etc.

should be awesome.