

On the seashore, under the gentle sun, I and my tattoos are sitting. Each of them is a separate story, memory or dream. The wind gently plays with her hair, and she thinks about how she changed along with these drawings on her body. The sea is like life, sometimes calm and clear, sometimes stormy and unpredictable. She smiles, looking at the horizon, realizing that every wave has a special charm, as well as every moment of her journey. For me, tattoos are not just decorations, but a reflection of her inner world, strength, experiences and new aspirations. And what will you be like?😘😘😘😘