I was born in the 80's in Sweden, and I'm a costume designer. Also, some may or may not, call me goth. Nerd and Proud.

 

In lack of better words, I feel really “pretty” tonight.

It’s a rare thing for me to look at my face and think, “I look good.”
But it’s probably because I’m drunk. ;)

Sorry for not answering messages and questions.

But I’m super stressed about my trip to Gotland on friday.
I have so much to fix and it’s hard for me to focus, because both my mind and heart is heavy and torn.

Lately there have been rumors and speculations going around that I’m an imposter, that I’m really a girl pretending for fun to be a man. Seriously? What the fuck?I know this is not a flattering picture and I would normally not post anything like this, but apparently I need to.Here you can see my hairy chest, my hairy arms and how it looks when I haven’t shaved properly.(Yes I know my beard doesn’t show up well on camera, but it’s fucking blonde.)And no, I will not post nudes of my self on the fucking internet.

Lately there have been rumors and speculations going around that I’m an imposter, that I’m really a girl pretending for fun to be a man. Seriously? What the fuck?

I know this is not a flattering picture and I would normally not post anything like this, but apparently I need to.
Here you can see my hairy chest, my hairy arms and how it looks when I haven’t shaved properly.(Yes I know my beard doesn’t show up well on camera, but it’s fucking blonde.)

And no, I will not post nudes of my self on the fucking internet.

Bought this poster yesterday, because I really need to have some beautiful men on my walls. ;)

Bought this poster yesterday, because I really need to have some beautiful men on my walls. ;)

I have the world fucking best mother ever.

I know most people feel that way about their mother or father.
But my mother have an amazing way of making me feel better and I know she truely wants nothing more than my happyness.
I love you mom! <3

(Sorry for the way I’m writting, but.. you know… vodka)

pretty-cannibal-girl replied to your post: I feel like a couple of my so called “…

Don’t listen to them. They clearly aren’t interested in your well-being and should not be in your life. Whatever you’re dealing with now won’t be bothering you forever. You’ll get through it.

I know I should have let them go alonge time ago, and I will do it now. Because I’m more important. :)

I feel like a couple of my so called “friends” are trying to make me kill my self.

They keep telling me that, “I could not do it”, that I’m “too weak”.
And at the same time they’re telling that I’m a really bad person and everybody hates me and every bad thing that ever happeneds is because of me.

I’m not sure I can take it much longer, the vocies inside my head keeps screaming at me, “Just do it! Do it! Nobody would even miss you if you were dead!”

I can’t tell anyone anymore, because they don’t seem to care.

Oh god, I just want to die..

Deleted my facebook account today.

But I don’t think anyone is going to notice that anyway.

I’m so fucking tired of this shit.

Nobody hears me, nobody sees me.

I feel like a ghost, because nobody seems to notice me and I don’t feel alive.. I belong with the dead.

It both hurt and feel good at the same time to know that you must die.

bekka2122 asked
I'm really sorry did you go to the hospital

No I did not. Because I did not feel the need to.

fuxxinsomnia replied to your post: I think yesterday made me hate my life…

What did you do? D:

It’s difficult to actually explain what happened. So I will just say that a friend made me fall on my face.

I can’t sleep becuase my head is hurting so much… fml.
My face is so fucked up right now, I don’t want to go outside.