My name is Rani.

I create art for the strange and absurd souls. I make earrings out of my own teeth.

I cut my own hair and keep it on my window sill.I wander trough cemeteries with a desperate need for escapism. I devour books to feed my soul and listen to music until my head hurts.I hide in my room, wrapped in velvet and surrounded with pictures and candles.I love oddities,And lace and to hang pearls around my neck. And the occult. And the taste of my own tears. My work opens a small window into the corridors of my mind.

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