"there's a war inside of me, do i cause a new heartbreak to write a new broken song"

im so drained of energy. i wanna sound so tough and say, "yo foo, it didnt hurt at all", but there were moments when it fucking killed. and the aftermath is pretty shitty. there was this guy there, who i have now dubbed drama queen, who was just about to hop town to move east to toronto for school and work. and we chatted away. he was terribly cute. i guess he knew the girls at electro and was getting some handwork done before he split. he described his knee tattoos to a potential customer as being so painful he "wouldnt get touch ups" and he had to "walk up the stairs with effort". if you want to see actual pictures of the tattoo, a little bloody, go here. she actually turned out the way i wanted her to. (p.s. thanks sasha!)