lj
twennysomethin.
queer stoner punk.
hard femme tattooed lady.
no coast city kid.
doom-obsessed cellist.
artist.
student.
mountain witch in training.
metal. hip hop.
fibromyalgia.
no booze one year and counting.

you'll figure the rest out.

if you don't like it, get the fuck out.

 

hello friends
the death card reminds us of the inevitable nature of change, and the dualistic nature of the end of cycles.  tis time for me to move on.so i gutted this blog.i may return some day in the future or may end up one of those assholes whose tumblr is just an edited down version of their instagram, who knows.
if you’d like to get ahold of me, you can:skype: super.coven (lj)email: super.coven@yahoo.com
still queer, hard femme, misandrous, and eloquent as ever, don’t fret.
queerly and dearly,
lj 

hello friends

the death card reminds us of the inevitable nature of change, and the dualistic nature of the end of cycles.  tis time for me to move on.
so i gutted this blog.
i may return some day in the future or may end up one of those assholes whose tumblr is just an edited down version of their instagram, who knows.

if you’d like to get ahold of me, you can:
skype: super.coven (lj)
email: super.coven@yahoo.com

still queer, hard femme, misandrous, and eloquent as ever, don’t fret.

queerly and dearly,

lj