hiding the tears in my eyes, 'cause...

boys don't cry!

oh yes, it's real. fucking real. and it will stay on my body forever. it's amazing, and I'm so in love with it. I keep thinking "it will probably disappear when I wake up tomorrow", but it will be there. when I'm happy, it'll be there, laughing with me. when I'm sad, it'll comfort me. holy shitballz, I find this quite amazing. "boys don't cry" means so fucking much to me, both the movie and the song, and just the expression in general. I still don't identify as a woman or a girl for that matter, but neither as a boy. as Jamie once asked me, I'm probably genderqueer.
but this means so much to me, it really does. I can describe how happy and excited I am. I love this piece so much.

so I got tattooed today, and so did Emma. it's really, really beautiful what she has now, it's a rose where the stilk goes around like a bracelet around her wrist. the rose was Ed Hardy inspired. it looks amazing on her. om nom nomz. she had an appointment at 1 PM, and we were done first at 4 PM. three hours, but it was all worth it, and I'm pretty sure she agrees. Emma is so sweet, and we have some awesome inside-jokes. HJORTEKID?

I feel like whining about Jamie, but I won't... D: there's only a week until he returns, I just have to keep myself busy, so time will go faster. my mother is also on vacation, I don't recall where, but she says it's great. I want to go to Finland again, it was just the best vacation ever.