as an artist I’ve spent my life cycling through collapse and creation, rage and radiance. 

 

manic darling is my exorcism. My bleeding, unholy reclamation.

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Every piece designed, customized, and made from the altar of my mind — distressed, raw, deliberate, sinful. A chaotic manic episode made wearable. A romantic love letter to the darlings surviving. A haunting dare to be seen. A hail mary to sanity. an invitation to spiral.

 

I’m not here to sell perfection.

I’m here to dress pain like power.

 

Welcome to the altar. You’re right on time.

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xoxo, nonny