Yep, that's about right
HOLY FUCK, NECK TATTOO, WEDNESDAY, SUPER EXCITED, SUPER NERVOUS
Not sure if you can tell I'm excited and nervous.
I little info on why I chose the image I'm having under my skin in such a visible place.
There's a song on the album, that has a very important message to me and helped me to almost two years of Straight Edge.
Cast off the crutch that kills the pain...
I'm kinda exhausted, finally managed to sit down and eat something today after three days of forgetting or just not having the appetite after all the cooking and hours I've spent in my kitchen. Plus, three weeks sugar free, have lost close to 15 pounds now, but it's taking it's toll, surviving on natural sugars from fruit and honey is difficult in my profession but it will all pay off in the long run.
Then there was this:
Dear drunk dude in the silly hat: you're not funny, you're not your khakis, your car, your expensive riverside apartment. What you are is very lucky. I've had a long, difficult day, I'm dehydrated, I haven't eaten anything and I could quite easily knock you the fuck out, standing there ridiculing my ink and my appearance just shows how narrow minded you are. Yes you are lucky, I'm not going to let you get to me, I'm not going to punch you in front of your missus. I may not have your looks or your money, but at least I'm not fake
I posted this to my Facebook, to vent, after an altercation while waiting for a train on Saturday after work
Not much else to say except
HOLY FUCK, NECK TATTOO, WEDNESDAY, SUPER EXCITED, SUPER NERVOUS
Stay strong and never surrender
