A New Jersey trash stereotype wrapped up in neo-Victorian fetishwear and dubiously endearing/terrifying morbidity.
I go by Lily or Dee, or pretty much any nickname you'll assign to me.
Filthy Victorian & proud Plague Rat. Repo! the Genetic Opera, Moulin Rouge!, BBC Sherlock, and Doctor Who. I subsist off of pretty fashion and cereal, and I wear wigs an awful lot.
Atheist, pansexual aromantic, and Explorer of the Indoors. Somewhat of a writer, but a bit too nervous to actually talk about anything I write; I also periodically design pretty clothes that mostly never make it off the paper.
I'm lazy and shamelessly self absorbed and bizarre at best, but I'm friendly. I don't bite much! Swear :3