Why?

I started writing by scribbling thoughts in the margins of my high school Chemistry notes. What began as a whirlwind of chaos has slowly transformed into this space—a space I’ve crafted not just for me, but for you. A place to rest, to connect, to find something that speaks to the parts of you that need to be seen.

I’m not here to sugarcoat things. Yes, life has meaning, and yes, things happen for a reason. But I’m also here to tell you that sometimes life just isn’t fair. Sometimes, it’s hard. And that’s okay.

I wrote until the ink ran dry, poured out everything I could, because I knew it was better for something else to bleed than for me to.

This site isn’t about offering perfect solutions or pretending everything will always be okay—it’s about creating a space for honesty, for shared pain, and for the hope that maybe, just maybe, we can heal together.

I’m not anyone special—just a girl with a pen and a bone to pick with the broken parts of the world. So, whatever you’re carrying, rest it here. The pen bleeds for me. What bleeds for you?