I am the Gaja, the one and only! At least, the only one that I know, anyway. My hair is made of magic and has had many threats of theft made against it. I, however, and made of vitrol and spite, mixed with a healthy helping of abnormal niceness and desire to do little nice things for people. And nougat. Smooth, delicious nougat.
I collect tarot cards, art supplies, photos of pretty boys, and books by the truckload. Literally, the truckload.
I like to pretend that I'm artistic, though I can't draw for shiz. I colour very well, however.