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Deer Head

Candle

Bluejay

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Andysarmheart

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Deer Head

Candle

Bluejay

Kade2

trippy

Andysarmheart

Traditionalrose

Birddesign

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Polka Trash

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Owl Tattoo Design

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My Bio
Im a 24 yr old self taught artist/ tattoo artist. Texas born and raised.

Favourite Visual Artist
Timothy Boor, Salvador Dali
Favourite Movies
Eternal Sunshine
Favourite TV Shows
Parks and Recreation, Community
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Brand New, Circa Survive. Dance Gavin Dance, The Wonder Years
Favourite Books
Too many
Favourite Writers
Poe, Bukowski
Favourite Games
007 Goldeneye, Pokemon Stadium, Sonic
Favourite Gaming Platform
Sega, N64, PS3
Tools of the Trade
Tattoo Machine, Prismacolors, Oil paints, Pencil, Paper
Other Interests
Tattoos, college football, writing, drawing, live shows

Torrential

Torrential

The dusk has withered away Memories of light always seem to fade   wrapped up in blankets and sheets Unknown of her deceit Waiting for the stormy rain. Im not your sunny day, But rather whom you choose To dance with while in the storm. And when your cloud rolls away I cant shine like the sun Im just your momentary high Your drug of choice For rainy eyes The umbrella under your stormy sky.
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Clinging to springtime.

Clinging to springtime.

Silent screams of obsession. Blank rose petal expressions. Withering away. Her sheets are our roses. Planting lust in broken gardens. Watering crops of illuminating flowers. Budding. Growing. Blooming. Withering. Dying. Dead romance from lonely rose petals unharvested. Cold hands. Cold feet. Cold heart. Its too late. The petals hit the floor. Spring time is over.
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Cycles of existence

Cycles of existence

I was versed a birth By two angry lovers   Conjuring sins in the backseat, Giving birth to a curse. Trying to see thing from end to end. Rediscovering the give and take, The push and pull. The mine and yours. Scorned in love, Putting together their worlds, To break it all down again. Only to find out love and hate Often feel like the same thing. An angry boy on chorus With a confused girl. Singing a bitter love song Of hope and regret. Cashing out sins, Just to write one more hymm.  
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