Woman defends decision to tattoo boyfriend’s name on forehead, says it’s an expression of love

A woman who tattooed her boyfriend’s name on her forehead is defending her face art, suggesting that anyone who refuses to do the same, isn’t really in love.

Ana Stanskovsky, who penned a permanent love letter to Kevin on her face, insists it’s an expression of love, but online users are saying “it’s stupid” and that her “next boyfriend will hate it.”

Polish-born Ana Stanskovsky surprised her 588,000 TikTok followers by sharing a post of her newly transformed face.

In a viral TikTok clip, Stanskovsky is seen sitting in a chair, having some work done to her forehead.

The “my new face tattoo” video, which has 18.3 million views since it was first shared November 6, shows Stanskovsky getting her boyfriend’s name, penned in large black cursive letters, across her forehead.

The clip zooms in on the artist permanently inking over the stencil that reads “Kevin,” and Stanskovsky wincing in pain.

When the art is complete, she stands up to view her extreme expressions of love in the mirror

“Done? Okay let’s see. Oh my God, I love it. Wow, Kevin’s gonna love it,” she says.

She finished the clip by asking her followers “Do you think he will like it?”

Responding to her question, one netizen jokes, “He’ll love it! Your next boyfriend will hate it though.” Another user writes, “I don’t know who Kevin is, but wherever you are…. Run!”

As the video hits the eyes of the puzzled social community, people are warning her of future regrets.

“Great decision here. I don’t see how you could ever regret this,” one fan shares.

Replying to the overwhelming suggestions of regret, Stanskovsky fired back with another clip saying she will never regret the Kevin tattoo.

Stanskvosky replies, “I know many of you said I’m gonna regret that and what if we break up and all of this stuff, all of this horrible stuff and I just wanna say this is how I’m expressing my feelings so if I love someone, I’m doing this.” She continues, “I’m loving it, I’m definitely never gonna regret that. How can I regret this? It’s beautiful.”

“A handwritten note is a precious way to express your feelings,” quips one cyber citizen.

Fans still aren’t convinced, and many think her outrageous announcement of love must be a joke.

“Wait. Wasn’t it a joke?” writes one while another says, “I was waiting for them to say it’s just a prank but they never did.”

The influencer then tells viewers that every time she looks in the mirror she is “in love.”

“I’m in love with the tattoo and I’m in love with my boyfriend,” she said. “I think if you really love someone, you’ve just got to show it you know, you’ve just got to prove it…So I think if your girlfriend doesn’t want to tattoo your name on her face, you just need to find yourself a new girlfriend because I don’t think she loves you.”

Shocked by her comment, users jumped in saying she needs to reconsider her shows of love.

“‘if [your] girlfriend doesn’t want your name on the forehead she doesn’t love you,’” One netizen writes, quoting her. Then offering this advice to Kevin, the user continues, “dump her ASAP.”

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Given the uncertainty of relationships, one netizen asks, “and if he breaks up with you what then?”

Stanskovsky answers: “What if we break up? I’ll just have to find myself a different Kevin.”

But one person has a better idea: “It would be better if you wrote on it that I am stupid.”

At the moment there’s been no response from Kevin.

What do you think of this woman getting her boyfriend’s name tattooed across her forehead?

There are far better ways of expressing your love, and if you insist on a grand gesture, maybe a smaller tattoo in a place it’s not so visible?

A Hidden Room, A Dark Secret: What We Uncovered Forced Us to Leave Our Home

We had no idea that our recently acquired dream home would completely upend our life until we discovered a hidden area. We had to move out as a result of what we discovered inside, but we had no idea that this nightmare would bring about an unforeseen turn of events.

I never imagined that I would wake up in a horror movie, yet that is exactly where I am. For years, Jack and I had been saving money to purchase our first house. I was ecstatic when we eventually received the keys. We immediately got to work on the improvements, with me leading the way while Jack concentrated on his task.

“Liv, you sure you’re okay managing all this?” The night before the renovations started, Jack inquired. Encircled by boxes, we reclined on our air mattress that we had borrowed.

I rolled my eyes. “I can handle this. Mr. Big Shot, you put your work first.”

Jack laughed and drew me in. “All right, all right. Just don’t enjoy yourself excessively without me.”

Everything was normal on Tuesday morning, until it changed. As I was enjoying my coffee and browsing through my phone, Carlos, the leader of our renovation team, contacted me.

He exclaimed, “Olivia, you gotta see this.”

Curious about what they’d discovered, I strolled over. Carlos gestured to a piece of the wall they had recently demolished. There was a door there, concealed by years of paint and drywall.

I said, “What do you think it is?”

Carlos gave a shrug. “I have no idea. Would you like to open it?”

I reached for the doorknob and nodded. I opened the creaking door and looked inside. My enthusiasm soon gave way to fear. Shuddering, I slammed the door shut.

“What’s wrong?” Carlos enquired, his expression filled with worry.

I was unable to talk. Reaching for my phone, I punched in Jack’s number. He detected the third ring.

“Hi Liv. What’s going on?”

“Jack, you must return home. Right now.”

“What? Why? Is everything in order?

Taking a deep breath, I tried to control my voice. Something was discovered inside the home. You must view it.

Jack didn’t dispute, so he must have heard the panic in my voice. “I’m on my way.”

I paced back and forth in front of the secret entrance while I waited for Jack. Although Carlos and his team continued to work, I could sense their wondering looks.

“You okay, Olivia?” Carlos paused his efforts to ask.

I nodded, not believing I could talk. My mind was buzzing with ideas. And what if it was a haunted house? What if we had discovered a sinister secret?

Jack was panting heavily when he got there. “Olivia, what’s going on?”

Taking his hand, I guided him towards the entrance. I remarked, “Look,” and carefully opened it.

Jack gasped in shock at what he saw. There were ancient garments in the concealed area that had originally been a closet. The worst part, though, wasn’t that. Insects crawled all over, and mold covered the garments. There was an overpowering smell, and spiders had taken up residence in the corners.

Jack mumbled, “Holy —,” and slammed the door. “How long has that been there?”

I gave a headshake. “I’m not sure. It was never brought up by the realtor.”

For a few while, we stood there in quiet, taking in what we had just witnessed. At last, Jack said something.

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