Born in a small town by the sea, raised by a single mother, and shaped by storms I never asked for.
Grew up in a house full of noise, but never found peace.
Lost my mother before I understood the meaning of loss, moved towns before I realized I was leaving home.
Somewhere along the way, I lost parts of myself too - quietly, without anyone noticing.
Yet here I am, still breathing, still carrying it all in silence, like a secret only the winds know.
  • From a sleepy town where the sunsets kiss the ocean — that’s where my stories begin.
  • JoinedOctober 13, 2020

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