Undone
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Last published Mon, Jul 21, 2025
We weren't born for fame-we bled for it.
In a small, sunburnt town that forgot about us, we were just four kids with busted instruments and broken hearts. One lunch table, one stupid idea, and one perfect name: Cherry Vandal.
We didn't know how to fix ourselves. So we made noise instead.
But behind every stage scream, there were secrets-fights, breakdowns, love that tasted like fire, and pain we never wanted the spotlight to see.
This is the story of how we rose.
And how we almost shattered.
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