i write the kind of stories that don't end with a kiss.
they end with a choice.

my characters are soft things wrapped in barbed wire-
girls who gave too much, boys who never learned how to hold love without crushing it.

if you're here, maybe you're tired too.
tired of being the one who stays, the one who forgives, the one who hopes.
my stories won't fix that.
but maybe they'll name it.

i write about silence that cuts deeper than yelling.
about trauma disguised as love.
about the almosts, the never-weres, and the girls who finally walk away.

✨ expect:

messy hearts

sharp truths

slow burn pain

healing that doesn't come easy


if that's your kind of heartbreak-
welcome home.