exogenessiss asked: I live in Pa!
Is it anything like Atlantis? I’ve only been a couple times.
Anonymous asked: i want to be dead now
And you know what? That is okay. It’s okay to want what you want and feel what you feel.
Anonymous asked: I'm a phallus in pigtails, and there's blood on my nose, and my tissue is rotting where the rats chew my bones, my eye sockets empty, seeing nothing but pain, I keep having this brainstorm about twelve times a day. Now you could spend the morning walking with me quite amazed, because I'm unwashed and somewhat slightly dazed..
Anonymous asked: do you still have the dress with the lace collar? if so what size is it?
Extra small through extra large
Anonymous asked: do you regret using heroin?
Yeah. No one used to say it though. I’d be in the hospital and they’re like, “do you have a drug problem?”, and I’m like nah, and then the people supplying me with the drugs are like “Victoria, you have a drug problem”. And I’m like okay, I have a drug problem, but you know, it’s experience, I don’t regret it, it made me who I am. Who I was, was a physical catastrophe frequently throwing up blood and getting a couple hours of sleep a week. My body couldn’t keep up with my brain. So you know, do I regret it now? Yeah. I have renal failure, and physically I’m permanently damaged. I’m not even functioning intellectually at the level I was when I was fifteen. Mostly I just regret wasting all that time. Time is so fucking valuable and you don’t realize it till it’s a year down the road and you’re in a new state and you don’t remember your best friends phone number. Who knows if they even remember your name. I’ve never been an optimist, I’ve actually always been obnoxiously pessimistic, but if everything that happened hadn’t happened, maybe I wouldn’t be where I’m at now, and I really like where I’m at, and who I’m with. I feel like it’ll all be okay, so I don’t really care. It happened. That’s about it.
Anonymous asked: Why don't you post like you used to
I’m moving in twelve days. The anticipation is really stressful & I’ve been busy with classes. Mostly just anxiety. The internet is just a major source of anxiety. “I don’t want to be here” can now be applied to tumblr instead of my environment.
evil-cunt-eater asked: Sell out. I'm leaving.
Why don’t you tell him that I’m leavin’ never looking back again
You found somebody who does it better than he can
No more making you cry
No more them gray skies
Girl we flying on a g-5, g-5
And we’re leavin’ never looking back again
So call your shawty you tell him you found a new man
The one who’s so so fly
The one to keep you high
Have you singing all night, like that
Anonymous asked: what happened to your shop?
It was too much work with little pay off, because my heart wasn’t in it. I stopped working on promotion and ad work, so I just dropped off and said fuck it. Closed it down. I have quite a bit of leftover inventory though, message me if you want anything dirt cheap.