After a couple years of deliberation, I’ve finally decided where I want my tattoo.
First let me tell y’all the story behind my tattoo…I wrote this at some point in 2012 or 2013:
Today was a great day too!
I sat with someone new at lunch that I had met thanks to my RA. I took my final midterm, spoke to my RA, went with my friends to my favorite club, won a travel mug and a tshirt, had halloween treats, got some free rootbeer cans, and now I’m in bed all comfy 🙂
Tomorrow is our two-month anniversary. She had said it felt like longer, and I agree…it feels like we’ve known each other and been together for more than…almost five months now. We really began talking in January…and although we weren’t officially dating until a few months later, both of our friends have said that we were basically dating when we weren’t.
God, I love her…she makes me happy. I hope there are many months spent together to come 🙂
Awhile ago I had told her that I like to write and I had shown her some of my stuff…when I told her I have my own website she had been demanding to see it but I had been reluctant because when I sent her some of my work, I was able to choose the pieces that would draw the fewest questions about myself or the pieces that wouldn’t make me feel so…vulnerable.
She picked me up five minutes to six. She drives a little silver car…a Dodge I think.
Upon opening the passenger side door, the stench of air freshener, cigarettes, and perfume wafted up my nose. I breathed the smell of her in and bid her ‘hello’.
She was wearing a long-sleeved, blue and grey striped shirt and dark blue jeans. Her long hair was pulled back in a ponytail, as always. She looked really good.
Then she pulled out of my driveway and headed toward our First Date destination: The Olive Garden. My family thought that I was going to the mall.