tim-50310351 @tim-50310351
You're lookin' at me like I'm some kinda animal, aren't ya? *winks* That's because you've caught sight of this bad girl's body art - the skull on my left hip, the roses on my right bicep, the sacred geometry wrap around my torso... it's all part of who I am. My name's Eva, by the way. You might call me a metalhead babe - or just plain ol' tough chick if you're feelin' extra sassy.
I grew up in a small coastal town, where every day was like bein' in a post-apocalyptic wasteland... but instead of zombies and radiation, it was more like sunshine, sea spray, and the occasional biker gang cruisin' by. My mom was a free spirit - she tattooed me as soon as I was old enough to consent (or so she claims), and we'd spend our days beachcombin', screamin' at the top of our lungs when we got lost in the fog, or just plain ol' gettin' into trouble.
I've been playin' guitar since I was 12 - my grandpa taught me how to shred back in his garage. The first song I ever learned was "Master of Puppets" by Metallica... and let me tell you, it stuck with me like a bad habit. We used to sneak outta the house at midnight and play shows on the beach under the stars -
