Friday, November 17, 2006

Eyes don't dry...

I'll just let you know that no matter how much time goes by, I do not feel better about my father being gone. Saturday I went down do Goodtime Charlie's Tattooland and saw Jack Rudy for some skin coloring. He hooked it up something proper. So fucking proper. If you look into my eyes, you will see exactly how I feel about my dad being gone, and how this tattoo makes me feel by looking at it.

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