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.

"Hey Kayleigh… If you could have

anything in the world, what would it be?”

"Social skills. The ability to make conversation. Not to be socially awkward. Ooh and milk on tap."

This will never not make me happy.

This will never not make me happy.