If you haven’t known how hot fire can truly burn, she’ll show you. She’s passionate enough to want something this badly. And anyone with this level of searing passion, enough to render drawings on paper into a permanent form in raw flesh, is speaking some serious business here. If she can carve an image into her skin pinprick by pinprick, so will she be willing to work at your relationship with the patience of a stonemason until it becomes no less a work of art than the ones on her skin.
She’s strong enough to handle her own mistakes. She has learnt to live with ugly tattoos, tattoos done in a spontaneous fit, such as the one on her arm, her back and by extension, mistakes that she’s made throughout her life. She’s better at accepting herself despite her faults and foibles, appreciating not only the good, but also embracing the bad and the ugly. In other words, she’s a realist, with her feet planted more firmly than one might think. She accepts people despite the mistakes they’ve made and caresses the rough edges of their soul, because she understands that the gritty facets of our personalities are inevitably part of each person’s inherent nature, much like how her tattoos are very much a part of her skin and self, even if they might have been nothing but remnants of a crooked path she once took.
She is wise enough to treasure her youth. She would rather leave a record of her youth then let it pass her by without a mark. At the very moment that the needle marks the first prick on her skin, she knows that she will never be as young as she was, while being the oldest she has ever been. With freeze-frame accuracy, she captures this monumental sensation of pain and wonder in her mind, “This is what getting a tattoo feels like right now,” she adds to her mental scrapbook. It is the feeling of pain and wonder when she is 16. It will be the feeling of pain and wonder when she was 16. She grasps that sensation in her palm now, the palm of an older woman.
If she has enough willpower for lifetime commitment to her comic-book skin, she definitely has enough for a relationship. Taking care of a tattoo doesn’t come easy; it’s almost like taking care of a pet, loving it tenderly, caressing it gently with cotton swabs, and generally keeping an eye on it lest it get up to any mischief and explode into a bad skin infection. She’s got it covered, anticipating all scenarios to keep her tats safe, protecting them like a mother protects her children, in times of good and bad. It’s what she’ll do for her pet if she’s got one. And it’s what she’ll do for you, if you only let her.