Happy New Year in advance, loves!
Before 2025 closes its door on us, I want to say thank you to everyone who stayed with me while life tried to chew me up and spit me out. You were here when I was tired, burnt out, laughing at nothing, and pretending everything was fine.
To my generous friends, the ones who keep spoiling me, I see you. I love you. I am painfully broke, held together by caffeine, stress, and stubborn hope. I cannot give you gifts, but I can give you stories. Sometimes beautiful. Sometimes stressful. Sometimes cruel. Sometimes a little unhinged. Consider every chapter my offering, carved straight out of whatever is left of my sanity.
And to my readers, thank you for surviving the chaos with me. Thank you for screaming, crying, and still coming back even when I drag you through emotional warzones. You are stronger than my plot twists.
I do not know what next year will do to us, but I am staying. I am writing. And I am bringing you with me.
Here is to darker nights, brighter hopes, and stories that refuse to die. Fawkin’ love y’all! (*^3^)/~♡