Slowly chipping away at the leg #tattoo re-work..
“He remembered the smell of her hair, the warmth of her body.. and the look on her face as she slit the old man’s throat. You were wrong to love her, a voice whispered. You were wrong to leave her, a different voice insisted.”
I’ve got 99 problems and 86 of them are completely made up scenarios in my head that I’m stressing about for absolutely no logical reason.
Really want the black one of this, not because its supreme but because I want a mac like this and it’s the only one I’ve seen that isn’t covered in over the top bullshit