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15 tattoos I'd consider getting

So I'm not saying that I am going to get a tattoo anytime soon, but the thought does cross my mind every now and then. So here are some of the thoughts that have crossed my mind.

  1. Smokey says resist (with Smokey the Bear). This image just brought me hope during this administration and not a ton does that.
  2. An alligator. You had to know this would be on the list. 
  3. When you're going through Hell, keep going. I find this inspiring.
  4. The Chicago flag. I'm a Chicago girl, through and through.
  5. Holly (the plant). It is my name so I feel like it would be very appropriate.
  6. An alpaca. These fluffy creatures of snuggled their way into my heart.
  7. In the future, my kids' and grandkids' names. Mostly I think it would be fun to embarrass them.
  8. I have been, and always shall be, your friend. Star Trek feels.
  9. 34. Everyone must know the number that haunts me.
  10. Lilac. I just think it looks so pretty and almost always makes me smile.
  11. SSDGM. This podcast has meant a lot to me.
  12. Claddagh ring. I wear mine everyday because it makes me smile so having a tattoo of it could be nice.
  13. Nevertheless, she persisted. Makes me feel strong and rebellious in the best way.
  14. An opal. I just think they're beautiful.
  15. Girl scout logo. The scouts influenced so much of who I am today.
(Prompt by me)

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