To all of my writers out there.
I love you for feeding your passion, and continuing to write and write, despite this late-stage-capitalist hellscape that keeps trying to push artists down.
Write because it makes you happy. Write badly, write scared, write with terrifying uncertainty until you find that strength in your words! Just please never give up on the stories you want to tell, even if they’re just for yourself. Especially if they’re just for yourself. You deserve that joy.
Y’all are punk rock af.











