Tattoos looking crap on old skin – this is honestly the lamest excuse in the book. Seriously.
Who gives a fuck?
Have people not watched Dead Poets Society? Ever heard of a little Latin phrase that goes something like “carpe diem”?
Pain is a plausible excuse, fear is okay, religious reasons are justifiable and ‘I just don’t like them’ is perfect… but wrinkly skin!? Come on… Old skin looks rubbish regardless; a few saggy markings aren’t going to make that much difference. Shakespeare had it totally right:
Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything. (‘Seven Ages Of Man’ speech from As You Like It)
When old age engulfs all compos mentis – when teeth, eyes, taste, everything are no more – perhaps regret, maybe even death, is a little more relevant than inked skin.
Wrinkles are a testament to life lived. Wrinkled ink is testament to life expressed.