Too weird to live, too rare to die.

Kayleigh, 22, crematorium technichian, Arcane, driven, modest, bad influence, sociologist, wine-drinker, huntress, best friend, adopted mother, penguin enthusiast, bassist-lover.

Avid consumer of tea, chocolate and anything Welsh.

My lips may promise but my heart is a whore.
This will never not make me happy.

This will never not make me happy.

"I kind of get what

you mean KiKi.”

"All I’m basically saying is that during sex, most people shed their clothes. I shed my persona, my second skin."