Yeah...
I put the hashtag #trampstampproblems but really you could insert any of the following hashtags as well.
#EighteenAndStupid
#CollegeGirlProblems
#IGotDrunkOnBealeStreet
Now. To be fair to all of my fellow trampstampers they weren't called that when we were all out in the world getting them. It's not like we were running around telling people we got a tramp stamp. No we were telling them we got a tattoo...and then we showed them and thought we were badass. Because we were.
So. Do I regret it? Ehhh...not really. I mean it is just a design. It's not a symbol that is supposed to mean something but really means something else and it is pretty small. No one ever sees it and even my bathing suits cover it up. It reminds me of a super fun time in Memphis with friends when I was young and had no cares in the world. I'm fine with having it forever.
But I am not really sure how to explain this little stamp to my dear daughter. I am sure people who have visible tattoos know exactly what they would or are going to say to their children. Their tattoos usually mean something. Mine means.....wellll...it means that me and my best friend had a ball on Beale Street! Not really something I want to be telling her anytime soon!
So any of you have a tramp stamp? I know you're out there. Don't make me feel all alone! Do any of you want to get a tattoo? I've thought about getting another one (that actually means something). Let me hear about your tattoos or what you would get if you were to get one right now.
