"We are all a little broken, but last time I checked, broken crayons still color the same." - Shel Silverstein

I write stories to heal the child inside me who once wished for a love like that.
The childhood friend who stays.
The boy who comes back.
The slow love that feels safe and soft.

Maybe I didn't get that story before.
So now, I write it.

⋆｡‧˚ʚ ୨ৎ ɞ˚‧｡⋆

As an architecture student, I learn how to build strong foundations.

Here, I build the kind of love that feels like home.

❀Sunlight of Our Love - COMPLETED

❀ Pillar of Yesterdays - ON-GOING
New chapter every Sunday𖹭.ᐟ

This page is for the younger me.
And maybe, for yours too. ♡