My body is my canvas to decorate how I please. So what I have tattoos & piercings? That doesn’t change who or what I am. I am a strong independent woman and I don’t care what anyone else thinks about me. You either take me for what I am or you can keep your ass moving and shut your mouth while your at it.

Every tattoo I have has a personal meaning behind it.
My butterfly was breaking free of the past that kept me locked up in my marriage.
My daughter’s name shows my love for her is bigger than anything that will ever happen.
My Pheonix is me rising from the ashes. Whatever life throws at me I will roll with and come out ok.
My purple ribbon is in memory of my grandfather who passed away.
My devil girl is my nickname … I always have a lil devil in my eyes.
My Koi is for luck which I always need.
My birth symbol is just that .. I am a pure Scorpio to the core every trait is me.
My heart is for me protecting my heart .. it has been beaten time and again but, from here on out it’s locked up .. only to be opened by one who truly deserves it.

Who is anyone to critisize me on what I have tattooed and where? It’s funny that I am getting more shit for my locked up heart in the middle of my chest than my naked devil girl tattoo. So what that I proudly wear my heart on my chest? I’ve been told that it is so brazen. Is it the placement or the subject that is the problem? If you are one of my true friends you get the sentiment and you know where I am coming from otherwise how about you come talk your shit to my face and not behind my back?

If you can’t show me the respect that I deserve why should I respect you and count you among my friends? I don’t not anymore.