The rhythm of the night. #kitten

Guinness is dark. My Glock is pink. Apparently, my personality comes with a few plot twists. 🖤💗

I wrote health and protection in blood and flame, then watched the smoke rise with my name.

On October 20, my nephew will have been gone two years. I only found out in May. I had to confirm his death and find his ashes myself. Others had time to grieve; I'm still stuck in the moment I learned. He was so much more than an overdose. I wish I'd known his struggles. 🕊️

𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. Then when the moment is mine—my accomplishments, the things I never announce—I somehow feel like noise. The universe does have a strange sense of irony.

I 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖 creating 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕤 on #Spotify for every app I use—there's always a 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕘𝕖𝕞 waiting to be 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 when others add their 𝕗𝕒𝕧𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖𝕤. Maybe it's time to make one for X app next! 🎶✨