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Young Writers Society


And I've been putting out fire with gasoline


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Welcome to the Siren's Cave. :D

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I consume my weight in Earl Grey daily and might already be beyond saving.

Baroque synth dream pop, soul, funk and 70s psychedelic rock. Too shy for horny on main but furiously implying, everything I write is an essay and tribute satirising and celebrating the sins of overcompensation, or that I really really like thigh-high boots.

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Interests

St Vincent, David Bowie, Orville Peck, Alice Phoebe Lou, Bat For Lashes, Midnight Sister, Holy Hive, Cocteau Twins, Everything But the Girl.

Occupation

I clean at a resthome, and I have no time : p

Website

http://sleepysirenshambles.tumblr.com


It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien