This piece was born from a moment most people run from—the instant your heart stops pretending it’s unbreakable. The graphic isn’t a skull, and it isn’t a heart. It’s the shape pain takes when it has nowhere left to hide.
A raw, dripping imprint of everything you’ve carried in silence.

Every smear of red is a memory that bled longer than it should have.
Every streak is a wound you stitched yourself because no one else bothered.
Every fade, every scratch, every distortion is a reminder that even damage has a pattern—
and you’ve memorised all of them.

You don’t wear this piece for attention.
You wear it as a warning.
A quiet announcement that you didn’t just survive what tried to break you—
you turned it into armor.
You turned it into art.

Hemorrhage // 01 is not clothing.
It’s the evidence of the heart you no longer bother explaining.

Details:
•240 GSM PURE TERRY COTTON FLEECE
•EACH TEE TAKES 3 MAN HOURS TO PRODUCE
•GOES THROUGH SO MUCH PAIN TO EMBRACE WHAT IT SPEAKS 
•HAND RUGGED
•HIGH DENSITY SCREEN WORK
•PRECISELY OVERSIZED AND CROPPED FIT IN EVERY PIECE