I get a kick out of the fact that I’ve basically become synonymous with my love of knives and knifeplay. It’s funny how tumblr kind of finds a niche for people from the aspects of their lives that they emphasize. I’ve found that this site has a way of compartmentalizing aspects of its members. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I just find it amusing that, here, the things I’m immediately associated with aren’t necessarily things I would consider to be prominent aspects of myself.
But I’ve no issue with being Knivey Ivy. None at all.
The Knife II by ~ nena-suicide