I consider this my first tattoo. Aside from the sad face on my butt. I got a moon for all of the lonely nights I’ve ever had. For how often it’s been there for me to look at. It reminds me of stability. It reminds me of something that will never fail me, because I can just look up and know its there, even when hidden in the clouds. And here it’s in it’s most beautiful form, in the shape of a crescent on my body. I love this. I hate sharing the meaning. but yeah. It may not make sense to you but it will remain to make sense to me.