I like Ink
it speaks to me
I know that when I speak in ink, it is here to stay
I cannot erase my imperfections
I can only ask people to love me because of them
not in spite of them
Ink is permanent and so am I
Noticing life out loud since 2011
Noticing life out loud since 2011
You are permanently inked in our hearts.
awwww
Thanks Mary 🙂
xo
Aren’t we all perfect in our imperfections? I am a little afraid of ink, unless I’m decorating rocks. Go figure.
the rocks are beautiful – you should give ink a try on paper 🙂