About Me:
Lost soul wandering through the neon haze of the modern world, forever drawn to the moonlit streets and forgotten alleyways. I thrive in the night, where the music is loud, the eyeliner is dark, and the world finally makes sense. My wardrobe is 90% black, my heart is 100% chaos, and my soul is stitched together with the lyrics of Bauhaus and The Cure.
I spend my days sipping black coffee, sketching morbid art, and writing poetry that no one will ever read. When Iām not brooding in candlelight, Iām out haunting record stores, lurking in graveyards, or getting lost in the rain. Looking for someone who can handle deep conversations, existential dread, and the occasional cemetery picnic. Bonus points if you love horror movies, vintage leather jackets, and songs that make your heart ache in the best way.
Message me if you dare. š¤š
