Norma Jean von Ripper

somewhere between heaven and hell

"a gypsy woman told my mother before i was born she said you gotta boy child comin he gonna be a son of a gun" born and raised on a dead end street in a desolate waste of a city. drugs and poetry have kept me alive well barely... my eyes burn and my ears ache the city lights blind me!

Books by Norma Jean von Ripper