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I am really pale. I never take my shirt off except when I take a shower, basically. I don't know why, but I know that It's better for everyone if I do. I used to walk around my apartment naked all the time when I first got my own apartment, possibly because I dug having such an option. But that was years ago and before I quit smoking and gained 40 pounds and back hair (aawwww Yayaahh hot sauce). On the upside, never seeing the sun on my torso has kept my tattoos in pristine condition. But I think I'll see if I can tan some. My forearms can tan just fancy, so I reckon the rest of me can too. I rode around on my bike shirtless and got me a little sunburn. Maybe if I do it a couple more times I'll be less pasty, with a golden flaky crust like some Popeyes biscuit with back hair and tattoos. I mean, for chrissakes I live on a beach island, I should really not be able to blend into the drywall in my bedroom. But I still feel a fair bit coy about walking around with my tattoos, piercings, and scars all exposed like some kind of little NuMetal MTV'er. I don't like showing that shit off to people like some flag waving; 'Hey Yo doodz I look like the chick on the cover of BME and don't I have enough TATs yet, but don't ask me to explain my TRYBALness or what the fuck this rainbow-colored thing sticking out of my lip is made out of or how the hell I'm going to fulfill my dream of BUCKING THE SYSTEM for reeelz now that I'm consigned to the food industry due to my swiss-cheese face and ROCKING SLEEVEwork.' And so on and so forth. Anyway, that's what it feels like any time I have my shirt off (or wear shorts, I guess).