Mom stop reading right now. STOP READING. If I get a call from you later, I’m not listening because I warned you.
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last warning.
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Okay. As Elizadeath alluded to earlier, I did get a new tattoo this weekend. It’s a shoulder piece, that will be more of a half sleeve once the color gets added into it, of the view from her backyard. You may think that is totally odd, but I spent a good portion of my life up at her house, so it definitely has a sentimental meaning to me. Not to mention, the view looks like fucking heaven. I spent about 3 hours in the chair on Saturday, and have another 4 to go before it is complete. Without further ado….
here’s the inspiration for reference:











