My birthday is tomorrow, and it’s going to be my 20th. I’m going to be honest. I never thought I was going to live this long. Not when I was lying in that bathroom with him, nor when I was lying in bed. I didn’t even think I was going to make it to 15, 18, let alone 20; And I still don’t know how long I’m going to make it the complex posttraumatic symptom of shortened sense of future still is something I deal with. I can’t see myself making it to 30, 50, 70, 100…. nor am I sure that I want to.
I’m gonna talk with my parents, but I’m planning on getting a tattoo! It’s gonna be my first! One of the songs that has kept me alive for this long is this too shall pass by Danny Schmidt. You might be familiar with it as it was one of the songs featured on the weather section of welcome to the Night Vale, within the first 30 episodes of the show if memory serves me correct. The first verse goes like this:
Things change fast, But this too shall pass, Better carve it on your forehead, Or tattoo it on your ass, 'Cause who can tell, When the clock strikes twelve, If today's become tomorrow, Or if it's all just gone to hell
Appropriately I’m not going to carve it into my forehead, so tattooing it across my ass is going to have to work. My ass is going to get a tramp stamp and it’s going to say this too shall pass, with like traditional artwork around it that I’ve been working on for a little while(some of the stuff in my sketchbook that I’ve shown off where the stuff that I’m planning on tattooing).
Anyways, I’m planning on stepping into the tattoo shop today! Hopefully, it just depends on how the weather is going to be!
But tomorrow is my birthday, and I’m going to be 20! And that fills me with both sorrow, joy, and dread. But this to shall pass :)