"it's thirty pages of heartbreak & survival, addiction & love. this zine is full of questions & answers & a girl begging the world to give her a chance to make things right, forgive her mistakes & lend a helping hand each morning when she fights to get out of bed."
From Sub Rosa #2
I don't know what it was. Maybe it was nothing or maybe it was me or maybe it was the Heavens to Betsy playing in the background or maybe it was my monthly viewing of her myspace profile, but whatever it was, something struck a chord. It wasn't a pretty three cord punk rock melody but a single, sad chord alone & sounding of heartbreak.
This is Sub Rosa #2, written in very late Spring 2006, when the air is warm & the flowers are blooming & just for a second, there seems to be hope yet.