My dad passed away when I was 7 months old in 1989.
Early last year I saw his handwriting for the first time after 23 years. On the 30th of September 2013 I had it tattooed on me along with a little wishbone. This is a line he wrote to my mother in a Valentines Day card circa 1986/87.
Very Special thank you to Tommy in Classic Ink Dublin, Ireland for this one.
Tattoo done by Adam Guy Hays.
THERE IS NO FUCKING SUNSHINE.
but actually I like rain better.
I am counting down the days until I can be washed away into the world of grapes and wonderful inebriation. I can’t deal with the shit in my head anymore. I want it gone so badly. I want all the bad feelings to subside.
Fuck everything because it means nothing.