Today,

 I hug my tattoo artist and we both cried alittle. I said this tattoo was a promise that I would began to let go but as I walked out the studio, I realized I still wasn't ready. There's something in me that just can't move on.... March 8th 2013 in Norfolk,VA a very close friend of mine was shot 3 times and left on a kitchen floor to die. Court dates are finally reaching days away and prohibit me to reveal details of that night but that night, I lost apart of myself, security…