I can’t stop making zines!!

I make zines because some stories are too important to stay quiet.

Zines are where I tell the truth.

About friendship that changed me.
About moments that cracked me open. About rage, nostalgia, love, survival, softness. About the tiny details most people overlook, the hoodie, the timestamp, the memory that still lingers.

I fold paper into proof.

Proof that I was here. Proof that I felt it. Proof that ordinary moments deserve ink.

When I collage, cut, layer, write, and design, I’m choosing my narrative. I’m documenting my version. I’m turning emotion into something tangible.

Zines are small on purpose.

They are intimate. Personal. Direct. They fit in your hands but hold entire worlds.

If you’ve ever felt something deeply and didn’t know where to put it, this is where it goes.

Welcome to my paper trail. ✂️📖