I have been savagely conflicted about something. Often, when browsing shops like Etsy and the like, I am drawn to stacks of vintage book pages. I like old paper and those all seem so very cool. Well. 

        There are plenty really old decrepit books outside bookstores, free for the taking. They look deliciously battered and vintage. I could collect several over the next month or two and tear them up and offer them as bundles of various vintage paper pages as well. 

        I got one today. An old Oddysey. 

        I just can't do it. It feels dirty just touching them with the intention of hurting them. I'll fuck the corpse of a penguin, but hurt a book? I just can't do it.