Moving on from my pathetic actions, I stop by Basement Books when i'm trying to kill time, when i'm in the city. I came across some Journal for cheap and thought i'd grab it then and there before I decide to come back another day, only to books with unrealistic families picnic-ing with puppies. 120+ blank pages waiting for me and my felt tip to scribble magic. Adrian Tomine's illustrations on the corner or at the top of every page. It's kind of perfect.
The cover caught my eye, I happend to be passing by the stationary section and found this gem wedged between flowery, glittery notepads and A-Z telephone books decorated with nauseating swirls of pastel colours.
So i'm going to leave it here. Head off to this amazing little book and pen down some of my disturbing and dark feelings towards my $100 loss.
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