Short-Arse Incorporated.

Once upon a time a smaller than average, nineteen year old girl decided to get her life sorted out, revamp her tumblr, connect it to her twitter and actually use the bloody thing like it was meant to be used; a sounding board for anything she thought was cool but that her friends at university would respond to with a cry of "My darling Short-Arse, have you been trawling the web for random wtfuckery again?! Do some work!" With this in mind, now she has said sounding board with any luck she'll read novels again as opposed to trawling the internets for DC comics, nail art and lolcats.

The name is Quinn, partly. I prefer it. Nail artist, performer, professional imbecile, family pet. I didn't adapt well to normal adult society so I decided to hole myself up in a nice cosy corner of the internet quickly before something terrible happened to me. I'm not scared easily. I am perpetually tense. I was in love once. Disastrous experience, hope never to partake again. And I have a lot of things going around my head that need to be removed in some way. So hey tumblr. :)

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I got bored and did nails. What do you think?

I got bored and did nails. What do you think?