F*ck This Shit

My first attempt at subversive cross stitch. I found an old book about cross stitching in a thrift store. The pattern I based this one on was called 'What the heart is full of..." and was all about stitching your loved ones name inside a border of hearts. And all I could think of was: If that's not clichéd...

So now it's more of a... breakup-piece I guess? She was going to stich her lovers name, but then he dumped her and now the world can go f*ck itself.

Or something.