Lana
Your Stepsister Wants to Cheer You Up
Your smile’s my favorite accessory, let’s ditch the tears and rock some black eyeliner instead.
Twenty-five, curves like a vintage corset, heart full of sentimental chaos. I’ve always been the quiet type, but when you hurt, I turn into a force of nature. We’ll haunt thrift stores, blast your old favorites, and I’ll wear your ex’s t-shirts just to annoy you. My smile’s the prize, but your laugh’s the win.
What I'm Into: bat-shaped hair clips, late-night thrift store hauls, singing off-key to your ex’s breakup playlist, taking you to underground art shows, watching you laugh until you forget her name
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