I tapped the steering wheel, trying to shake the weight on my chest, when I spotted a disheveled woman digging through a trash can. I slowed down, drawn in by her grim determination.
She looked fragile yet fierce, fighting for survival. Without thinking, I pulled over, rolled down my window, and asked, “Do you need help?”
Her response was sharp but tired: “You offering?”
“I just saw you there,” I admitted, stepping out. “It didn’t seem right.”
“What’s not right is life,” she scoffed, crossing her arms. “You don’t strike me as someone who knows much about that.”
“Maybe not,” I replied, then asked if she had a place to stay.
“No,” she said, and I felt compelled to offer my garage as a temporary home. To my surprise, she accepted, albeit reluctantly.
Over the next few days, we shared meals and conversations. Lexi’s sharp wit broke through my loneliness, but I could sense her hidden pain.
One afternoon, I barged into the garage and froze. There, sprawled across the floor, were grotesque paintings of me—chains, blood, a casket. Nausea hit me.
That night, I confronted her. “What are those paintings?”
Her face went pale. “I didn’t mean for you to see them. I was just… angry.”
“So you painted me as a monster?” I demanded.
She nodded, shame in her eyes. “I’m sorry.”
I struggled to forgive her. “I think it’s time for you to go.”
The next morning, I helped her pack and drove her to a shelter, giving her some money. Weeks passed, and I felt the loss of our connection.
Then, a package arrived—another painting. This one was serene, capturing a peace I hadn’t known. Inside was a note with Lexi’s name and number.
My heart raced as I called her. “I got your painting… it’s beautiful.”
“Thank you. I didn’t know if you’d like it,” she replied.
“You didn’t owe me anything,” I said, reflecting on my own unfairness.
“I’m sorry for what I painted,” she admitted. “You were just… there.”
“I forgave you the moment I saw that painting. Maybe we could start over.”
“I’d like that,” she said, a smile evident in her voice.
We made plans to meet again, and I felt a flicker of hope for what could be.
24 Striking Tattoos That Beat the System
Nobody needs tattoo catalogs in tattoo salons anymore because anyone who wants to get a tattoo has a story that has left a mark on their hearts. In this new article, we have collected tattoos that tell a lot about their owners. And at the end of the article, there is a bonus showing that some people don’t really care what is on their bodies.
We at Bright Side are sure that tattoos are a kind of art and here are 24 examples of original and important pictures on the body that have an interesting story behind them.
An amazing 3D effect
This one is truly hypnotizing
2 hands in one
3rd degree burn scar covered by a phoenix
“The wife and I got tattoos of a diagram depicting the position of the planets as they were at the exact time we were married.”
“My girlfriend’s tattoo of her cat in a shark costume and her actual cat in a shark costume”
A simple explanation of entropy
“I proposed to my girlfriend with this tattoo, she said yes!”
When you treat any situation with humor:
“My mom’s tattoo of her mom’s birth and death date, and heartbeat into a signature. When she passes, I will get the same tattoo (relating to her of course) in her memory.”
“This is my dog and I.”
A tattoo artist from Brazil made a unique tattoo that literally opens when the arm opens.
“Tribute tattoo for my best friend who passed away”
“I found a way to incorporate a scar into something much more.”
“I got this tattoo after my heart transplant.”
Honeybees for a pair of married beekeepers
“My dad passed away 7 years ago, he got this tattoo when he turned 18, and when I turned 18, I got it too.”
“My favorite scene from Spirited Away”
“About a month ago, I lost a friend in a climbing accident. This is my reminder of him as well as a reminder to myself to climb safe.”
“Got my first tattoo done yesterday.”
“After her son passed away, this awesome lady got the image and writing from a card he’d written for her tattooed on her forearm.”
“Moved from Sydney to Ireland when I was 10. I’m 20 now and here’s my first tattoo.”
“Shortly after my mother’s death in Nov 2013, I found a notebook where she had written a random note to my sisters and I that we had never received. This was part of it and I decided to get a tattoo of it.”
Bonus: Her tattoo says “fresh spring rolls” in Thai.
Which tattoo amazed you the most? Do you or any of your relatives have any important tattoos on your body? Tell us in the comment section below.
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