I made my zine about my best friends. We call each other the Bestie Westiez which started off as a joke but it just stuck afterwards. The idea behind the zine was to show different emotions that I’ve felt with them. The thought of the design was to make the outside how I feel strangers see me and the inside be how my besties see me and the emotions we’ve gone through together.
I chose to do emotions for my zine because when we started hanging out in high school I wasn’t really in touch with my emotions. I was always that person to suppress anything I felt and I think they helped a lot with my mental health and taking care of myself and my emotions. So inside my zine are pictures of my besties in different times I’ve felt different emotions.
The outside is black because from a strangers perspective I feel like theres not much light in me. I keep to myself for the most part and I don’t like to standout. But from the perspective of my friends I feel like theres a lot more light and just the way I carry myself is different. I’ve never felt so comfortable and so loved by a group of friends.
This is Bere, she’s my favorite. I think we compliment each other really well. When I first started the zine this was the only page I was really sure about and the only page I didn’t change or edit.
I left anger empty because although we can disagree sometimes there has never been a time where I feel angry with them. Even when I were to show up to hang out in a bad mood I knew the longer I spent with them the better I would feel.
This is one of my favorite photos of the besties. We went to in n out after an ice skating fundraiser and the entire day was just so fun. And Bere made another solo appearance for obvious reasons.
I didn’t actually feel disgusted looking at these. They’re just funny pictures. These are some photos we used for our senior prank on our favorite teacher at our high school. We filled his room with ugly photos of us and I think thats funny. He kept them until the second week of school the year after.
This was our graduation day. We cried a lot.
I hate rollercoasters. This was the cars ride at Disneyland and I still screamed. I hate rollercoasters.
