These younger versions of themselves got laid cause they had ink, meant something to them at a time. But there is also a reason people get cover ups my friend.
My little cousin is the same age I was when I was craving tats. 16, or 15, you just wanna be that billy badass mofo on the block that all the girls are like "DAMN!" And all the guys are like "Shit dawg. Where you come up with that?" Lol I know for me I had a meaning for every tat I wanted and it was so deep, reality of it was, they were just badass and I was giving meaning to them.
We don't know who we are at that young and we won't know for a long time. We don't know what lasts and what falls through in life. Everyone has their different opinion about the first tattoo, but mine is simple, make it one that means something to you, that speaks to you...no frikin zodiac signs are not speaking to you. You are apeaking to them, they are an animal that soooooooo many people associate themselves with. Frik I might as well go get "team fish goat" on my forearm or something. The point I'm making here is. You know when you have found our first tat cause nothing will stop you.
I'll never forget it. I been talking about getting it and what it would be, this and that. Always talked about going but never did. Why? Simple. I was not as motivated to get it, cause it was not something I really wanted. Months later, I get home from school. I'm reading my comics and online looking up marvel pics, BAM! There it is. It had been in front of me the whole time but I saw it and wondered why they didn't put it on the comics anymore...the spiderman face stamp in the bottom left corner of the comic. That's right now you get it, just as I did. I was not even thinking about the tats. It spoke to me. Marvel. You taught me so much and as a kid, you were something I always loved. No matter how ridiculed in was when I was a teenager or pre teen. Still play with toys? Loser. Screw you bud! Spiderman is and always will be someone that makes me think of my dad, batman- shit he was my dad for a Halloween! The power rangers were my siblings and the xmen were my best friends. Don't tell me I'm a kid for caring about something that gives me the hope, love and strength that we all need to make it through this life. Cause I mean, in the end when you are complaining about being lost and not having any idea of how to deal with this or that...I'll be at home during the apocalypse with my best friends and/or family playing a board game, watching something or maybe even playing yugioh, you spend your final moments in a panic; but me, no matter what, I always have something to help keep my spirit up.
If never read a comic or have it a chance, I suggest you start now, you never know when someone calls you up with unfair life event.
And yes I do believe I. Superheroes. I do know superheros and when they time comes, I hope I'm able to ascend just as elegantly as the ones I know.
To my friends and family. I love you, thanks for the inspiration, and to Stan Lee. Keep on making growing up fun for the kids, the parents and everyone in between.
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