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.

what do you mean, creating pinterest boards and spotify playlists doesn't make me an art critic?

my gender? I am the reincarnation of a witch, condemned and burnt by the Inquisition, returned from the ashes to exact my vengeance.

a stretched oversized t-shirt with a silly print is a modern interpretation of the female villain's outfit from fairy tales.

my favourite music genre? the one that suits a cult when performing a sacrifice to the gods.

my favourite podcast is the endless stream of thoughts in my head when I can't sleep. I'm an amusing host but seem to be a bit depressed or smth.