look into my sacred spaces

my creative workspace isn't always pretty; it's a sloppy explosion of omg. phyllis surveys the scene from a throne amidst a mountain of my rockstar black cans.  crystals hum with chaotic energy, clinging to every surface like a sparkly dust web. this isn't just my studio; it's my sanctuary, my temple of creative madness… where piggy wiggles are done on the regular.  it's where i transform existential dread into weed-inspired, caffeine-fueled, gem-encrusted vampire relics from my heart.


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