Currently buffering sanity...

I've returned to the account I made back in 2017.
Fear me, mortals-the one above all has awakened.

I used to write chaotic stories powered by sugar and imagination. Now I write with purpose, pain, and the raw need to make people feel something.

I don't just want to be a writer. I want to sell worlds. I want my stories on screens, in books, in the minds of people with way too much money.

Whether I end up a millionaire or just a damn good storyteller, I'll get there.

Support me. Critique me. Hate me if you must.
But don't ignore me.
Not this time.