Birth Control.

Me 2X.

Too Late.

For Harith because I know he loves it.

Lotus.

I fucking rock.

Cheesecake with really fancy cookies and lemongrass/raspberry sauce.

Baghdad or Bust.

Fucking Bush!

Crappery for Fine Arts.

Passionfruit Mousse.

This picture does not do the cake justice and neither did the forty-five minute subway journey during rush hour.

Silk.

School project. Silk Chocolate. Best thing I've ever tasted.

I Heart Butter.

Chocolate Croissant. You love it.

Andrew.

My friend is a cunt. You know who I'm talking about.

Loomis Styles.

Jesse is the shit. And so is wasting a lot of time at work.

Fishy.

Yeah, I wanted to be a tattoo artist once.

Black Forest.

For my German friends.

Frigid Bitch.

Me. My touch is my super powers.

Shit.

My poor ass acrylic skills.

Elephant Banana.

For a game company based out of Boston.

Mr. Smith.

I did this before he died. I don't think I'll ever finish it.

Helen.

A tattoo for a girl I go to school with.

Asexual.

A tattoo for stinky.

Food.

More Acrylics. Blech.

Ganache.

This was fucking brilliant. I only got a B.

The General.

For a zine out of England.

Guy.

For John. I miss you.

Heart Burn.

More tattoo styles.

Jo Jo.

Fighting crime with her incredibly ability to spaz out.

The Letter M.

"Mem" is Hebrew for the letter M. The letter m is supposed to represent the movement of water, or waves. I'm obsessed with mermaids, you do the math.

For Josh.

"So freak out if you wanna and I'll still be here. Don't call me for years and when you do, yeah I'll still be here.

I'm not sayin' that the effort is a waste of time, but I just love you for the things you couldn't change, though you tried. These hours of confusion they will soon expire, like everything does."

-Ben Folds