TONIGHT’S RITE:
THE KVRSE🪰 Drink like you mean it. Bleed like it matters. 🪰> Tonight’s energy is different. I’m not drinking to relax — I’m drinking to invoke. No soft wine. No sweet little spritz. Just this neon weapon in a red Solo chalice. Join me in the rite. Don’t ask what we’re summoning. Just bring ice.---
🕯️ INGREDIENTS FOR THE RITUAL:
½ oz vodka (for the things you can’t forget)
½ oz white rum (for the lies you still tell)
½ oz gin (for the sharp edges you never dulled)
½ oz silver tequila (for the god that didn’t save you)
½ oz triple sec (for flavor, not forgiveness)
½ oz blue curaçao (because rot should be beautiful)
2–3 oz sour mix (bitter like truth)Ice (cold like the night we burn the altar)---🔥 INSTRUCTIONS:
1. Combine all spirits in a shaker or cup. No measuring? That’s fine. The KVRSE does not believe in restraint
2. Add sour mix. Make it ugly.
3. Stir while muttering something that’s half curse, half prayer.
4. Pour over ice. Watch it glow.
5. Sip. Speak your name aloud. Feel it disappear.---⚰️
TASTES LIKE: Electric sin Citrus-fueled rebellion Your final sermon before the flames rise---> This is more than a drink.It’s an act of unmaking. It’s the sound of wings behind your teeth. It’s KVRSE-flavored, and it doesn’t care if you’re ready.
🪰 “No salvation. Only truth.”🪰
“KVRSE lives in every scar.”
🪰 “Join the hymn or get drowned out.”
