heart problems, brain problems. no particular order problems.
my name is dani, i'm 23, and i live in new jersey. i write books and i write about music for the aquarian weekly. i have a pet rat, and a dead bat in a jar of formaldehyde. i like rock & roll, teeth, bones, ouija planchettes, tarot cards, vials with stuff in 'em, victorian mourning customs and artifacts, velvet, and crystal doorknobs.
this is what i look like.
i've started tagging my writing.
i've started selling my books.
i have my own online vintage+occult jewelry shop called WITCH FINGERS.
i social network.
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maybe it’s always been us?
i wrote about a boy who knew to
grab my hips roughly and pull my
hair without me telling him years
and years before i knew you; have
you woken up in cold sweats from
dreams of a girl who’d drag her
nails across your shoulders and
down your back? a girl who’d hold
your bottom lip between her teeth
while looking you right in the eye?