25 ✧ she/her (they/them welcome) ✧ bi
i write soft ache, queer yearning, and the kind of girls who set fire to their old diaries.
haunted by eye contact, love letters, and the songs we only play alone.
🕯️ currently searching for: late-night cafés, queer joy, and whoever left me in a poem once.
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