A little piece of me ⋆˙⟡

I was once known as Nana. For those just recently discovering my little corner of space in this universe... you can keep calling me that. I’ll sprinkle some of my stardust here so, that whomever wishes, can learn more about me. ฅ^._.^ฅ ⊹ ࣪ ˖͙͘͡ ★

I was born in the great era of dial-up, floppy disks, and cassettes. Born in the 90’s and yet here I am, still a teenager. Maybe it’s the Peter Pan Syndrome or the current state of the world. It really sucks lately and although I really don't want to be a part of it here I am. Creating a physical space where you can stroll through the wonders that trickle from my head helps as a small distraction of being IRL. I am trying to do my best and find the positives this world is filled with. There are many little things here and there that bring me joy. I have so many interests that I end up wanting to do everything and end up doing nothing at all. This year I’ve been trying to be better at changing that. . . again.
You're still here? Well here's more about myself! I took an online personality test and it says I’m a crow; I love trinkets, shiny things, and people who will treat me well BUT! just like a crow, I’ll hold a grudge for generations. I’ve filled my nest with pretty stationary and jewelry I never use but always swear I will. I collect things I love but forget to enjoy them. I journal and junk on and off because that’s my attempt at manifesting my thoughts, plans, and half-baked dreams… when I remember to.

My aesthetic is soft but fragmented. Bittersweet and Saudade tend to describe my view of the world. I look at the world through pink fragmented glasses too cute to throw away. I wallow in pools of sadness and depression that have been filled with edible glitter and iridescent organza (It's honestly so pretty to look at). I live for cute things with sad undertones, I’ve been stuck so long all I see is comfort in the contrast. It's depressing, right? Or have you ever felt the same way?

I want to create again — maybe a painting, maybe a comic, maybe just a webpage where I pour out everything in pink and black and cursors that scream “Ohhhhh”. I want to build a little digital home for my thoughts, where nostalgia and self-expression meet. And maybe someone else wandering late at night, searching for something familiar or soft or safe, will find it. Here… I hope you like it so far . . . because there’s _{…more to come}