A collection of surreal guro/horror illustrations.

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2. I am ugly. Not just in body but also in soul. I am not sure what
sort of illness my mind has but I know I am not really good at
coping with it. I know though that there are a few things in
this life that I like about myself, that make me forget my ug-
liness. Most of them are denied to me, treasures I can only
wear hidden like a dirty old rat.
That is what my life is compromised of. Bittersweet ugliness
and denial. Misery. I prefer to think of myself as trash in the
vague shape of a human. After all, how could someone like my-
self be worthy of something more?
While I was finishing drawing this book a dear friend of mine
killed himself. He had long decided to do this and repeated
his attempts until he was done. Ever since I found out about
his death, no matter how much pain there was around and in-
side of me, I couldn't stop thinking; maybe he was right.
I want to sleep and never wake up. I hate this, every breath
I take. I just want peace.
This is not a happy book. It's a collection of rough sketch-
es made of my worst thoughts and desires. Drawing material
that goes to the extreme, from rape to abuse and self-injury
is like medicine for the emptiness in my gut. I hope that it
helps you heal whatever wounds you may carry within you.
Best regards
June

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