HOLY WATER.
Unveiling the holy in the taboo through mess, beauty & rough-drafts.
Thank you, 24.
Thank you, year 24. Thank you, 6. Thank you, Empress. Thank you, Nia. We danced beautifully.
FRAGMENTS OF A MUSE.
sometimes my existence feels like words coming alive from pages written long before my conception. it poses the question "am i me? or am i a collection of all that came before me? during me? or after me?"
I WANT REVENGE.
I won’t allow my well to be desecrated. Protection kept dignified by restriction is HOLY, too.
