Moleskine Pages Thirsty Vampires

When my earth quacked, the light changed. My continents drifted and my blood ; a warm red tsunami of communion wine filled thirsty vampires with a life force that was never much use anyway.

In The Beginning

Who cares what you think?
Anew book, I hate starting new sketchbooks.It feels like I am sullying the pristine purity of a new book, don't enjoy it at all.