I write for the girlblog because murder is bad.

when he smells like stability, a clear future, a good job, home, family, positive emotions, care, acceptance, and support but I smell like creative impulses, anxiety, spur-of-the-moment decisions, insomnia, lack of commitment, a desire to be alone, and a low social battery.

my favorite type of therapy is crying while listening to women sing about their most traumatic events as if they're ancient goddesses.

how did I know? female intuition, tarot, divine enlightenment, sixth sense, prophetic dreams – choose the answer that you like.

plans for spring:

hopefully in my next life I'll be a gargoyle statue on a catholic church.

I can't be normal about anything. if I love something, I'll give it all my thoughts, talk about it non-stop, and smile like a fool. if I hate something, I'll make sure everyone around me knows it.

"what's your favourite horror?" I don't know – probably every film I've ever watched because whenever I grow fond of a character, they end up dying and leaving me heartbroken.