My next two tattoos I got engraved in my skin was the simple outline of a black heart on my hip & a skull surrounded by smoke. I absolutely love all of my tattoos, as I grow in my daily experiences in this world I find the strength to keep going and chasing my dreams. Ink to some people is just trashy, a waste of money, or is just pointless. I however view ink as art, a way to tell a story. I have added the certain pieces to my body because they have become apart of my story they represent something I love and hate. My heart tattoo was simplistic and cute, dainty and devine. It was the perfect little add on to my skin, sometimes I feel like I need a reminder that I am loved, I am important, I am unique and amazing in my own way. The little heart represents love and loss, for the heart is just an outline and has yet to be filled. My skull immersed in smoke represents art in its first glance, the teeth are my favorite aspect of this work because of the detail gone into. I have always loved skeletons, halloween, etc. I even have some toy skeletons hanging up in my dorm room haha :) But the deeper aspect is that I am absolutely and utterly obsessed with death and what comes after. I want to understand what is out there, I know there is just so much yet to learn about time and the true essence and meaning of our existence on this earth. The skull is a reminder of what is coming for us all, but it is also a promise that tomorrow is not guaranteed so never stop changing and growing to become the person you are meant to be.