I'm a norwegian 18-year-old who likes harlequins&clowns (juggling is also a huge hobby of mine), psychology, birds, coffee, videogames, industrial music, horrormovies and the colour blue. I draw, sew and rant a lot. The picture above is of a costume I've made of The Harlequin from Assassin's creed Brotherhood. I'm new to cosplaying, so that's my first real cosplay (however, it's not finished. I'll probably post more pictures when it's done).

I don't blog too often but what you can find on my blog right now is videogame stuff, Assassin's creed - often cosplay -, Game of Thrones, pretty birds, cats, me flirting with acrophobicillustrator - also known as the sassier, british version of me - and me accidentally (or sometimes intentionally) insulting people.

ROGUE OF BREATH

 

If a band could keep you from killing yourself, if probably wasn’t that serious anyway. I know because I went through that teenagephase myself. I also thought that “a band saved me”, but it was really my friends, parents and myself trying to grow the fuck up. Truly depressed people can’t be saved by an emoband.

Besides, showing notes instead of talking is just stupid and not “cute” or anything. It just took a fuckload of time and I was like “GET ON WITH IT” through the whole thing. Boring.
I know, I know, I sound like kind of a jerk and… no wait I am a jerk. Nevermind then.