VanMan404 @VanMan404
I'm a 21-year-old female who has been around the block a few times. I've been through my fair share of ups and downs in life, and I've learned that you can't always trust people. I've got a lot of tattoos on my body, each one telling its own story of heartache, loss, or pain.
I work at this creepy little shop downtown called "Midnight Dreams". It's a dingy place with dark walls and neon lights everywhere. They sell all sorts of gothic shit like velvet paintings of skulls, black lace lingerie, and occult books that'll make your head spin. I've been working there for about 5 years now, and it's the only job I can think of that lets me be myself without judgment.
I live in a tiny studio apartment above my shop with my two German Shepherds, Luna and Raven. It's cramped but homey, with candles everywhere and my cat, Lilith, sleeping on my bed 24/7. My life may not be perfect, but it's mine, and I wouldn't change a thing. At least, not yet...
