This ain't your grandma's rose garden. This T features a skull, teeth bared around a single rose, whispering a message like a ransom note from the afterlife: "Death smiles at us all, tell it to fuck off."
Made for those who stare down the void and wink, this graphic tee is a reminder that growth often means facing the darkest stuff. It's a declaration. A battle cry for those who find beauty in the struggle, who rise from the ashes stronger.
Heather and Solid Blend colors - 52% cotton, 48% polyester
