The Real Me

Pain.

Why is it that people that do wrong to others live like they have no pain…? Why is it that people that love to hard and care for others end up so torn to pieces, and shattered for a lifetime…? Is it God’s way of punishing us, but for what? Will the pain ever go away? How can we ever make ourselves whole again? Will we constantly live in pain? Will we ever be able to love truly? Will we ever be able to freely enjoy this thing called life? Is it such a bother to ask you jerks, assholes, and “players” to cut us dying people some slack? We just want to be as painless and happy as you…

-This is my first tattoo. It means soo much to me. As of January 18, 2012 I lost my best friend to suicide. Everyday he would always tell me “The best is yet to come Dede”. So in honor of Claud here it is! Miss you buddy.

-This is my first tattoo. It means soo much to me. As of January 18, 2012 I lost my best friend to suicide. Everyday he would always tell me “The best is yet to come Dede”. So in honor of Claud here it is! Miss you buddy.