Devon Ი۶ৎ𐑼

HELLO ! my names are Devon / Katya / Theo ☆〜（ゝ。∂）girlboy in love with all things colorful , pink , or cute (´∀｀) 15yo & born on april 22 ! i have osdd audhd bpd & mdd so please have patience ♡ i also have social phobia in general but slowly improving =(^.^)= my typology systems are INFP FiNe IF(N) EII-Fi 4w3 sp/sx 495 E⁴V³F¹L¹ Melancholic-Phlegmatic R[L/U]EI Mo[H]wdEG Chaotic Good ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ i enjoy j-fashion and own many jirai kei & lolita coords ! i love bunnies & seals SOOO MUCH they’re my favorite animals ever i also love guinea pigs and ferrets ,,, roblox spinterest for 2+ years and current typology/danganronpa hyperfixation .. my fav roblox games are phighting , grace , bad things , tower world , frozen soul , late july midsummer , and case file 1225 ! ♡ i love sweet and spicy food my fav dessert is banana pudding Yumm

anyone who has similar interests and doesn’t mind initiating conversation ,, i struggle a lot so i prefer being reached out to first but once i’m comfortable with you i’ll talk a LOT .. i dont really prefer messaging here so please dm one of my other socials or you can ask for my discord ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪ ! og layout made by /whosangelxo i just tweaked it ^.^ " Whatever teaches us to talk to ourselves is important: whatever teaches us to sing ourselves out of despair. But the painting has also taught me that we can speak to each other across time. And I feel I have something very serious and urgent to say to you, my non-existent reader, and I feel I should say it as urgently as if I were standing in the room with you. That life—whatever else it is—is short. That fate is cruel but maybe not random. That Nature (meaning Death) always wins but that doesn’t mean we have to bow and grovel to it. That maybe even if we’re not always so glad to be here, it’s our task to immerse ourselves anyway: wade straight through it, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes and hearts open. And in the midst of our dying, as we rise from the organic and sink back ignominiously into the organic, it is a glory and a privilege to love what Death doesn’t touch. For if disaster and oblivion have followed this painting down through time—so too has love. Insofar as it is immortal (and it is) I have a small, bright, immutable part in that immortality. It exists; and it keeps on existing. And I add my own love to the history of people who have loved beautiful things, and looked out for them, and pulled them from the fire, and sought them when they were lost, and tried to preserve them and save them while passing them along literally from hand to hand, singing out brilliantly from the wreck of time to the next generation of lovers, and the next. " —The Goldfinch, Donna Tartt. ♡