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Growing up as a kid in santa ana with 5 brothers n sisters and a single mom life was far from easy. My mother was my angel and always pushed me to keep drawing. As she rests in heaven, she will always be in my heart....fuck it, she is my heart. I never stopped drawing and painting and soon learned to tattoo while in highschool. A couzin fresh outta the pen and his brother encouraged me to start tattooing with the help of my brother who helped me make my first tattoo machine and i never looked back.

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