I dont care if anyone has ink. I will probably die without any. I never found a reason to dump cash into body art. My wife has a couple. And thats ALL fine with me!
That's me and Grumpy. He's talked about getting one but also says he's not found anything he would want to spend the rest of his life looking at. Me?? I LOVE my ink. It sounds weird, I know, but I feel more like myself now that I have ink. I am much more comfortable in my skin now. I used to worry -- worry about my hairdo, my make-up, my clothes, the way people thought about me -- basically I was an insecure mess ... Now? It's not that I don't care but to a certain extent I do not care. And you know what?? People, in general, treat me MUCH better than they did before I got my ink. Definitely an interesting dichotomy.