Inked

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Sunday, March 19, 2023

Not much makes me happier thank fresh ink.

No, I’m not talking about the alcohol or acrylic inks I paint with. Nope, I’m talking about tattoo ink. Went in this morning for session 4 of my back piece. I probably have one, maybe two sessions left. I. LOVE. IT. It looks so good. Hurts like a mother, but it was worth it.

Every time I get ink done, I get this adrenaline high. Some people jump out of planes. I get tattoos.

To each their own.

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