"Me, well I'm well. Well, I mean I'm in hell...

[wraithwitch]

Well, I still have my health,
At least that's what they tell me
If wellness is this,
What in hell's name is sickness?"Today was meant to be social but wasn't as it was rainy and cold and my neurons were trying out different ways of being plagued. They've mostly stopped now, I think. Instead there was jacket painting and messing around with

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[anonymous]

2am shisha took its toll, eh?

[wraithwitch]

Yes, but not in a bad way as it happened. Think the rain and shisha forced the plague to appear in a last ditch effort to consume me, but it was an attack it didn't have the strength for and its depleted viral army failed. By the end of yesterday I was better, although my voice is somewhat husky =P
Therefore, technically, shisha cured my plague =)

[satyrica]

they're lovely pics!

[wraithwitch]

Thank you =)
This is what happens when raven realises she look like a healthier and slightly older version of a picture she painted of a Victorian waif and is bored enough to try to take photos to match =P

[slavelabour]

*claps like a demented seal*

These are fantastic! I am particularly impressed with the bare feet. If I saw you on the street I would feed you take away and buy you shoes! :) (And, btw, that bookcase is filled with some interesting things, too. You have a collection going, then?)

[wraithwitch]

Yey! thank you =)

Does it spoil the illusion if I say I often go barefoot? (although if I go barefoot outside I tend to get arrested, or asked by officers if I've recently absconded from a mental hospital. *rolls eyes* go figure.)

I'm very fond of my bookcase and it's collection of books and bottles, daggers, skulls, hats and oddments. The less interesting and more modern stuff got covered in scarfs =P
Heee - set dressing is like dress-up and let's-pretend for a room =)