Hold the mutha effin phone. I've been browsing the internet ( I should get my behind out of bed to tell you the truth) when I found this blog. It's a bunch of people talking about how ugly black women with tattoos are. How tattoos make them look unfeminine, unattractive and trashy. What the hell ever. Black man, I haven't been feminine and attractive to you since the day I was born. Why are you allowed to define my femininity?
I'm getting this tattoo, not in rebellion, but in celebration. I have been alone most of my life. Every person who was supposed to love and care for me didn't. The ones who have are a Godsend. I found an amazing artist who is going to help me accomplish something I've wanted for a long time. I seldom do things because they make me more attractive to others. When I have, it has lit my ass on fire like an inflamed hemorrhoid.
I've gotta do me. I will be known as Dr. _____ someday. I will have a beautiful phoenix half sleeve tattoo. I am beautiful. Having these things doesn't not detract from that. Having them does not add to that. They are yet another element of who I am.
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