this is a place for tenderness that refuses to harden.
for skin, words, and becoming.
i am 20, still learning how to stay soft in a hard world.
i notice everything. the small moments, the sharp ones, the ones everyone else misses.
i write for the things we feel too deeply to explain.
for grief that lingers, joy that surprises, and tenderness that scares.
expect writing that bends, stretches, and sometimes burns.
vent posts. boundaries. reflections on growing and holding space — for yourself, for others, for life as it is.
a journal of transitions, contradictions, and everything in between.
the images here are not decoration.
they are skin, light, fragments of self — meant to be felt, not explained.
stay soft.
notice yourself, notice me.
welcome to raw complexion.
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