As i sit here rubbing my eyes because its 4am, way to late and way to early for the birds to start singing, i realize that life has changed. Things are different, things are happier, softer, lighter and more touching than they have ever been before. I think this feeling is happiness.
My desk is an awful mess of magazines, tea cups, CD's and oddly enough nail polish. All i hear is fans and the sound of Three's Company playing in the background. I have two very different boys passed out in the living room, the older is my ex and came over to hang out and play some video games. The other i live with and is the current love of my life, who sadly is passed out on the futon after a night of booze and cigars at his friends bachelor party.
I am not doing anything fancy, i'm just sitting in a chair watching the posters and random magazine clippings flutter on and off the wall from the fan in this way to hot way to small room. Not much variety on the walls here, mostly band pictures from photo shoots, see my Boyfriend is really into the heavy metal scene so the house is filled with band merchandise and guitars.
I go in for my second tattoo in two weeks, i am super stoked and cant wait. But at the same time.. i want that time to come by very slowly, i am not going to lie i am nervous; i am getting it on my chest not drastic like some girls and men. I am getting some flowers, skulls and vines and it is very well worth the 3 hours of pain the the 240 dollars i am spending, i feel bad though i shouldn't be so selfish and spend the money on myself.
(to be cont..)
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