I go by the name Broken Son.
Not because I've given up... but because I've felt everything I wasn't supposed to. And I survived.

I write stories that come from real places - memories, heartbreaks, conversations that ended too early, and silences that still echo. My words aren't fiction. They're truths disguised with new names. And if you read closely... you'll feel what I never said out loud.

I'm not here for popularity.
I'm here for you - the stranger who's loved too deeply, stayed too long, or waited for someone who never came back.
If that's you, maybe you'll find a part of yourself in my pages-just words.
Because sometimes, the only way to be honest... is to stay hidden.

If you're reading this, thank you.
And if you're hurting, stay.
You're not alone here.