Her music is the autumn breeze stinging your eyes while you cry. Her music is chain smoking in a graveyard. Her music is raw tenderness and the fog of depression fighting a war over your heart. Her music is hanging out in the cold parking lot of an adandoned strip mall with the other weirdos. Her music is finding beauty in the darkness.
I discovered her music at a huge turning point in my life last year. I hope you enjoy 🖤🖤
