decaymyfriend

I had just started working in a tattoo shop. I never had a place I could call home until I started working there. The artist I was apprenticing under was introducing me to people that they knew would come to the shop and all and he was talking about "the skaters" that would come from time to time just to hang out or get tattooed. Not soon after, several months into my apprenticship, "the skaters" came by. There was one in particular that was coming by to get tattooed. He was so tall he would tower over little short me, he had huge gauges and a septum ring just like mine. He had tattoos and longish messy hair and a big ol' beard. It was like

5 months away to Mechacon and I cannot wait! I had so many ideas from 2013 and now I just cannot remember any of them! I'm thinking of going as Mizore from Rosario + Vampire. Super excited. =^.^= We need more otakus in this dumb little Louisiana town. In other words, hopefull tonight I get to have a double date with some friends. It's been a while since I've really been social and all. I've also been practicing my tattooing and I absolutely love it so much! I cannot wait to do more. ^.^

My sleep is riddled with thoughts. My eyes permanently pried apart. My chest hurts from the pressure of the weight of the world yet the corner of my lips are plastered into a smile. I feel I've felt the calming. The ocean breeze against the rocks. The nippiness at my hair and a warmth of a touch. My world has turned upside down, but it's right side up. Everything feels nice, everything feels calm. Everything all but one little thing. Something seems off. Something doesn't seem right. Something just doesn't fit into place. I know what it is, but there it shall remain, until the time is passed and the wounds heal.