First time trying Three Line Tales out, seems fun.
© Nicholas Rinth
Adornments on my hands and ink on my skin—mementoes of a life I like to say I’ve lived.
It’s been one hell of a ride, filled with hardships and impulses and new beginnings where I’ve met brothers of an entirely different kind. They’ve been good to me, as loyal as the colors lining my callouses; and in the end, well, fuck what people think—life is good, life is short, and when I’m old and gray and my memory fails, I’ll keep a painted scar to remind me of where I’ve been.