My father died one year ago 6/18/2009 so this year I tried my favorite kind of therapy-getting tattooed. I found a little black book he'd given me when I was about 5years old that we'd both drawn in&had my friend Beartrap at Blndsight Tattoo ink up some little figures&"Daddy"that he had drawn/written in Country Blue ink on the back of my arm. I don't know if it's the pain or the ritual but this allways makes me feel better-consaquently,most of my many tattoos mark some major life event. Then theres the stupid ones I get for no good reason at all! While Tattooing didn't work out for me as a profession,I will allways have my body gallery.
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