I'm just a girl with ink-stained fingers, a broken playlist, and a thousand stories in my head that won't let me sleep.

Writing is my escape - from expectations, from silence, from things I'll never say out loud. I write because I feel too much, and sometimes too little. You'll find me romanticizing the moon at 3AM, scribbling poetry on napkins, and imagining conversations that never happened.

I grew up being the quiet one - not because I didn't have things to say, but because I didn't know how to say them. Books raised me, and writing saved me. This space is where I'm learning to let go and let the world in - one chapter, one heartbreak, one fictional boy at a time.

I'm not a perfect writer. I'm just a girl trying to turn her mess into magic. If my words ever made you pause... Thank you for seeing me.