by Alana Joy

Every week we ask you guys to show us your ink in celebration of Tattoo Tuesday: we choose one favorite submission each from Twitter, Tumblr, and MySpace and they win a free 3 month membership to SuicideGirls.com.

Check out this weeks winners!

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by Nahp Suicide

I came across this truly unique car art while cruising online, and really wanted to share it you. The man responsible, SlAnG 500, owns and operates a car customizing shop in the OC. He’s been building show cars for 15 years, and does “the art stuff on the side.” SlAnG 500 uses nothing but Sharpies to do his artwork, which combines graffiti and tattoo design elements.

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by Nicole Powers

“We’re willing to put our balls on the line.”
– Chester Bennington

It’s been over a decade since Linkin Park released their debut album, Hybrid Theory, which spawned the breakout, radio-friendly crossover hits “Crawling” and “In the End.” The SoCal rock/rap band, whose vocal interplay between singer Chester Bennington and rapper Mike Shinoda became their sonic signature, have come a long way since then.

But though Linkin Park’s subsequent full-length offerings, Meteora (2003) and Minutes to Midnight (2007), were solid performers, they failed to match the excitement of the band’s initial release. Consequently, when we were invited to a special laser listening event a week ahead of the street date for Linkin Park’s fourth studio album, A Thousand Suns, we weren’t sure what to expect. However, the album – and its presentation – quite frankly, blew us away. And, judging by the reactions of those gathered at Hollywood’s Music Box Theatre, we weren’t the only ones who felt that way.

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by Brandon Perkins

for the record, this is some shit i just thought of y’all, science fiction that’s not admissable in no court of law. 

– mf doom

Everyone on the bus was horribly disfigured. Warts, scars, stains, blemishes, matted hair, and various other dismembering smells. Fifth-generation t-shirts that started with sports-playing grandsons ended their tattered saga on the drooping shoulders of a youngin’s great grandmother. Hand-me-downs were hand-me-ups. It all went in reverse. The passengers sat two-by-two or stood in the aisles, grasping sweaty bars for balance. Their day to day bus was taking them into the night and the Brown Between had a tendency to jerk rather suddenly.

The bus ran from Los Angeles’s most maligned residential line (Compton’s Circle) to the #720 and back again. Higher class routes existed for higher-class passengers who lived in fancier places. It was mostly the poor that rode the Brown Between. Its primary purpose was to shuttle the cleaning staff, rat catchers, dishwashers, fast food short order chefs, sheet metal deburrers, and other employees of undesirable servitude to and from their overcrowded residential complexes on an impossibly rickety set of tracks-and the Brown Between was the only line in the city that still seemed to be on tracks. When the seats were comfortable they felt infested with unimaginable insects. And when they weren’t comfortable? The fabric looked frightfully diseased and the insects actually crept up everyone’s legs.

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HollyStar Suicide in Brown Eyes

• INTO: Tattoos, sex, drugs, and rock & roll, art, design and fashion.
• MAKES ME HAPPY: My boyfriend, my life, candies, gifts and clothes.
• MAKES ME SAD: Mmm? I don’t know. I’m so happy! =)
• HOBBIES: Eating candy, photography.
• 5 THINGS I CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT: My boyfriend, SG, Chanel, Prada, friends.
• VICES: Sex, sex, sex.
• I SPEND MOST OF MY FREE TIME: Studying and partying.

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