queer vegan sagittarius anarcha-feminist queen with an appetite of all things pleasing to the eyes ears and intellect, purveyor of everything coffee, metaphysical, poetic, historical, crass, herbal, and Trek
I am devouring consciousness as a primordial goddess, an oracle of divine love, with rose petal soaked eyelids.
The difference between how you look and how you see yourself is enough to kill most people. And maybe the reason vampires don’t die is because they can never see themselves in photographs or mirrors.