So here’s my new tattoo, I got it a week ago.
I thought long and hard about what I would want for my first tattoo, and I knew it would end up being something Harry Potter related. Especially with the past year and how it has really come to influence my life. I grew up with this series, reading them and then up through all the movies. But this tattoo is not just about the books, and how Sirius Black is utterly my favorite character (and I adore Gary Oldman too) and yes, it’s even in his handwriting (though I haven’t yet had someone notice that.)
Through my life I’ve had tons of people come and go. Growing up, at one point my parents actually banned me from seeing my one best friend because I was constantly coming home with lice, and their parents went through a really shady sort of divorce that I’m still not sure of what exactly happened because of all the rumors. Being banned from seeing your best friend, when you’re in elementary school, is extremely tough in a small town like mine. Being the weird kid with no other friends made it even worse. But after two or three years, I was allowed to call her, and the best thing about it? We picked up like the friendship had never skipped a beat. I’ve been best friends with her for 13 years.
I have another friend, I’ve never actually met her in person but she’s always been there for me. We’ve had our stupid fights, haven’t talked to each other for months, and everytime we just pick it up like it never left off. She’s really, the only other friend I’ve had for years. We don’t talk all too much but when we do it’s always great and I know she’s always there if I need her. She put up with me when I was a whiny spoiled emo kid going through all the tough times during highschool and that’s saying a lot.
My mom has disowned me multiple times, for various, but always stupid reasons. I’ve gone a week and a half without talking to her because she cut me off. She’s threatened to take my car, phone, and anything else she has control over. And yet, in the end she is always still there. She hasn’t told me that she loves me, or hugged me, since I was really little. But she’s always there for me after all the crappy fights we go through. She also hates this tattoo and is constantly telling me its a waste of money. Go figure, right?
I could go on about ghosts, superstition and stories I’ve heard where loved ones come back and do things to let people know they are around still. But I’m sure you’ve heard it all before.
Lastly I’d like to give a shout out to my Quidditch family. Over the last year I’ve made some amazing friends, and I’ve traveled and gone to places I’ve never been. The support you guys give is unconditional, and for that I’m really thankful. Even though I’m moving, I’ll never forget any of you and I know I’ll still see you at major tournaments all the time. I know you guys are always there if I need someone to talk to, and I hope you know I’m here for you as well.