...the lady of moth and moon unfurls her shy and deadly petals. she is the woman in the song, the night-blooming narcotic, gorgeous and strange. she is the horned blossom, the guardian of the threshold, the keeper of madness...
I AM A CRAWLING SOCIAL OUTCAST... NICE TO MEET YOU... i am also no one but myself. i love to write and listen to music and have a strong intrest in the the occult. i like to learn and a good teacher is always appreciated. i read tarot, interpret dreams, and live in a house full of the dead.