Growing up, I never thought I would ever get a tattoo. I had no desire to have a permanent mark on my body and couldn’t imagine a design pretty enough to be worth the pain. I wasn’t alone in my thinking because my sister, cousin, and I even made a pact promising each other we would never get
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The Summer I Was Supposed to Get Married
These words are ones I’ve avoided writing for most of the summer. They existed in my mind and heart and floated around for a long time before I found the courage to start writing them down in a notebook I brought with me on various solo adventures. I’ve been intimidated by the thought of combing