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I feel as if today was genuinely just one of those damn good days where you wake up; the sun is shining; and you reach out and grab everything the coming moments have to offer. There wasn't a single second in time today where I was thinking something negative (this deviates greatly from the prior mood I've been dragging around with me). So yeah, I don't know, no complaints. I guess this doesn't make for an interesting blog, so I'll attach a poem and a picture of the tattoo I got today for your viewing pleasure.

Enjoy My Beautiful People.

[Poem]

"Cradled Faith"

Let a blessing be your name and a truth be your soul,
Let your skin be made out of the remnants of a emptied out bowl,
Let your brain be manufactured by the winds of this Earth,
Let you notice not the lies, but the struggle of mirth.

Be not blind; grow to be pure,
Give hope a chance and time to cure,
We live as we watch you lay to rest,
Cradled faith; you're what we have left.



Pictures of me ink:






While taking the pictures above, I found some pictures of myself that I must have taken when I was drinking last week. Attached them in a spoiler below for a kick if you want to check them out.