“There was something mournful in her voice, but not broken. This song was the bridge between life and death. It was mystical. Spun together like a spell. Just pure magic and heartbreak. And that velvety sandpaper alto of hers sounded eerily similar to my voice.” Music Book:Hopepunk Source: Hopepunk
“Nothing strengthens the soul like music that speaks to it—especially when you find it on your own. I think there's power in that.” Music Book:Hopepunk Source: Hopepunk