
Mr Rogers from Mr Rogers Neighborhood was covered in tattoos...
I would love to see some pics of his tatts!
it doesn't hurt that bad, really. certain spots hurt worse, like your hips/hipbones hurt like hell, but your arm doesn't really hurt. kinda feels numb after a while anyway. i like the rope idea, but why don't you just incorporate the two together?New to this thread![]()
I love that safety pin tattoo.
I've recently been thinking about getting a tattoo next year, I'm going to France for a year on exchange and really love the idea of having something as a memory of my first trip to my favourite country.
My two ideas to represent the travel experience: a feather (like a bird as it takes off, leaving a feather behind) or a really thin rope tied into a small bow around my arm (the part where people normally get, like, barbed wire tattoos) sort of mirroring the rope they use on ships to tie them to the wharfs.
I was going to go a step further and maybe put in a TINY bit of red and blue on the tattoo that I get, literally, like have the feather have two small rings around the base, or the rope have tips (like those on shoelaces)...
But the only thing stopping me is the pain!



at last, when your shining eyes focus onto mine
dissonant melodies are faded into life's past.
a silky, sodden caress outlines a delicate sign
with notes waxing perfect harmony, at last, at last!
reverence for a love so true is rarely filled,
immersed in this chorus, i'm intently watching your brow.
each passing moment adds sentiment to our build:
a poignant, enamored gaze shows love for me now.
though there are tears in our cloth we begin to sew
one colorful pattern soaked in the essence of truth.
painful rips from our past are no longer able to grow;
instead positives flourish, we've changed from our youth.
amazing discovery found in a dish i had yet to taste,
incredible flavor seeps from this hearty, porous vow.
gently stirring this simmering love, none will go to waste;
a recipe complete, ingredients holding taste for me now.
i have many less notions of some imaginary fears;
blooming instead, a remarkable hope growing tall.
vulnerable moments exposed, able to bring on tears;
a thumb to wipe them away, a body to envelope all.
time for a first in this life: anticipation of fate
sprouting delicate leaves upon this virginal bough.
dust off and make digital this vinyl held by crate,
a deep, supportive glow grows inspiration for me now
