Looking at pictures from my past really digs up memories. It's like a thread that I follow that goes from topic to topic. After working on the picture of my very first roommate it makes me remember the very next one which was a nightmare. She came apart at the seams when it didn't take a detailed message like I was her secretary or something, she screamed when I went to a movie with her younger brother. I was 7 months older and it "just wasn't right". Egads, you'd think I was going to seduce him or something. We were just friends. We both liked movies. He took me to see Star Wars. He started my addiction.
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I really love the colors on this one! PLUS, those leaves really draw your eyes to the journaling!
Great job!
I also love the colors. Looking through all your pages I can see your style evolving. I like it.
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