I’ m out.

No drama. No tears. Just truth.

After years of ink, blood, sweat, and stories etched in skin — I’m hanging up the machine. The shop lights go off, the needle falls silent, and for the first time in a long time… so do I.

This chapter? Done.
And it’s been one hell of a ride.

From shaky first lines to full-sleeve symphonies, from walk-ins with heartbreak to regulars who became family — I’ve lived a dozen lives through other people’s stories. And I’ve left a piece of mine in every line I pulled.

But the road calls. New dreams, new chaos, new ways to create.

This isn’t goodbye. It’s just me turning the page — with ink still under my fingernails and fire in my chest.

To everyone who trusted me with their skin: thank you.
To the ones who sat through the pain, the laughs, the long-ass sessions: you’re part of my story forever.

I’m not done creating. I’m just done creating here.

See you on the next wave.

Joshua