Samuel L. Smackson

The demonic tattoo that is taking over my brain

About the Tattoo.

Samuel L. Smackson was born July 27, between 7 and 10 pm, to the upper left pectoral region, just gracing the collarbone, of my chest. Since then, he has been laying root in my brain, and slowly devouring my soul, and imposing his will. He is brilliant, and wise, but also angry. He allows me to live, for the most part, freely. But those who cross my path of ill intent know a wrath that I hope is only wielded in my deepest nightmares. He is the darkest part of me, but he is content for now in just knowing everything that I am and do. He lets me have my wonderful friends, do my schoolwork, watch movies, and quote them, be a perfect gentleman, to those that deserve it, stay up past my bedtime. He lets me love, but not hate. He reserves all the hating for himself. He lets me be genuine and honest, though he knows it will only lead to pain.

He lets me do just about anything I want, with the promise that, when I'm done living, he gets full reign over whatever is left.

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