okay random soft confession time

I actually do tattoos. not like full-time hardcore tattoo artist mode, more like… a slightly anxious goblin with a machine who genuinely loves the process

I really enjoy it, there’s something so intimate and special about leaving art on someone’s body, like that’s wild to me. but it’s very much a hobby for now because I lowkey struggle to make money from it, and I’m not great at turning things I love into business

and ngl it stresses me out a lot. every time I’m about to tattoo someone I get this wave of panic like what if I ruin their life, what if they hate it in five years, what if I mess up a line and it lives on their skin forever

it’s such a weird mix of excitement and anxiety. I love doing it, I love creating, but I overthink every tiny detail and put so much pressure on myself

so yeah I tattoo, I care too much, I stress too much, and I’m still figuring out how to just enjoy it without feeling like I’m holding someone’s entire destiny in my shaky little hands 🥲