🖋️ Miss HarleInk Quill

I started writing because the words in my head wouldn't fit anymore.
Stories tangled like threads in an old chest.

I write about:
• complicated feelings too hard to say out loud
• those living between light and shadow
• little miracles within big tragedies
• conversations that leave marks

These are my thoughts finally spilling out.
No perfect stories here - just the real ones.