Greetings, Earthlings.
I am one of you. I wish I knew more of you. I am in near constant need of love, affection, and understanding. I try to give it in return, to the best of my ability.
Do No Harm; Take No Shit. I still screw things up every once in a while, but I'm getting better at it.
Hi, My name is S******** K******, but you can call me Nymphae because it's a fake name and I've grown kind of fond of it.
Screenshots instead of selfies. Because posing is for poseurs.
So anywhom, about me. I've written a couple of books. They're on Amazon. I am a former child bride and a survivor of icky things. I have a handful of beautiful children who've grown up to be decent adults and I'd like to believe I had a little something to do with that. When I was a kid, my dream was to live in an ewok-style village up in the trees, though these days my bones would prefer something a bit more grounded. I used to do live tarot every Thursday on certain social media, but I've decided they're pretty evil so I left. I'm a bit of a socialist commie bleeding heart libtard snowflake, if by socialist commie bleeding heart libtard snowflake you mean I believe people are entitled to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, including things like affordable food, housing, healthcare and so on.
jazz hands ASTROLOGY jazz hands
- Sun Scorpio - this means I'm deep and mysterious and roll my eyes a lot
- Moon Cancer - this means I cry a lot and will pet anything
- Rising Virgo - this means I'm boring
- Mercury/Venus Sagittarius - This means I'm sexually attracted to brains
On top of that, I'm also:
- INFP
- Slytherin
- Agnostic, but
- also Pagan
- Left Handed
- Lover of Purple
- Daydream Believer, and a
- Homecoming Queen
- a weird mix of hippie goth
- Pocky Slut
Movies, I'm heavy into Wes Anderson, Studio Ghibli, Guillermo del Toro, Quentin Tarantino, Tim Burton, blah blah blah. I like fucked up romances like Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. I like Bram Stoker's Dracula. Labyrinth. Neverending Story. The Last Unicorn. Rocky Horror.
I like music that makes me cry. Cheesy pop garbage. Doo wop. Crooners. Showtunes. Christmas jingles. Remember the little Hershey Kisses that played "We Wish You a Merry Christmas" like they were tiny bells? Yeah, I cry to that. Every god damn year. I love Death Cab For Cutie and Silversun Pickups and White Zombie and Mazzy Star and Incubus and Placebo. Sublime and No Doubt and The Cure. Bone Thugs. My friend Sam. My bandgeek brats. I could go on. I won't.
That's it. I love you. Bye.


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