moxy

One of my old, very good friends died today from his fight with cancer. He was a friend, a father and a very talented artist and we didn’t didn’t deserve him. I’m happy I will always have his work tattooed on my body, and his encouragement words tattooed in my heart.

I wish I was as strong as him. He believed I was, but I’ve never been convinced.

Rest well sweet beautiful Geary.