All those years to be my valentine
But I love that it was Love, not fear, that wrested you free in the end.
But I love that it was Love, not fear, that wrested you free in the end.
A series of writing prompts via a collaborative zine to help you detox from social media, artificiality and the pursuit of perfection.
This has unexpectedly turned into an ode to my home and my neighbours?
A quote turned call-to-(zine)-chain-mail-action
Skim read to get to the writer's tips. Fyi, this post is probably best viewed online - I apologise for crushing your inbox with too many pics.