This book was 100% bound and made by yours truly.
This book was 100% bound and made by yours truly.
This is what it feels like...
This is what it feels like...
Rain soaks my paper world and pulls at the corners of my art, I feel--for a loss I never incurred, I was happy, happy living in a paper world.
Rain soaks my paper world and pulls at the corners of my art, I feel--for a loss I never incurred, I was happy, happy living in a paper world.
The rain beats down, blistered and peeling paint. You wouldn't want to live here. *Painted by my late Great Grandmother, Rosemary Hoeleck*
The rain beats down, blistered and peeling paint. You wouldn't want to live here. *Painted by my late Great Grandmother, Rosemary Hoeleck*
I loved our moments, but that's the thing about this type of love--it's transparent.
I loved our moments, but that's the thing about this type of love--it's transparent.
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