|photography by Renee Anjanette Kalmar|
Renee and I asked ourselves what it would be like to die at the hands of the very thing you love the most? In my case, I'm sure there would be a lot of yelling and screaming, all passionate and italian, maybe some one would cry out tearfully "you are killing me! Do you understand that?! KILLING me! Every time I see you with him/her I DIE inside!!!!" and then pie (for that is what I love the very most, above all others) would come hurling at me, an end to heartache it's only goal. It would be a crime of passion.