Why This Exists
I’ve been to Hell and I still believe in love.
I’m not a love expert. I don’t have a PhD in romantic love.
I’m not here to sell you a fairytale. I’m here to tell the truth: the messy, hilarious, gut-wrenching, empowering kind, from the perspective of someone who’s been through the emotional blender and somehow came out somewhat intact.
I’ve loved people who never truly saw me. I’ve mistaken chemistry for compatibility. I’ve overanalyzed silences, blamed myself for their confusion, and tried to earn love like it was extra credit.
And still, I’m here — a Hopeful Romantic with both feet on the ground.
This blog is for people who feel deeply but don’t want to lose themselves again. It’s for the ones who still believe in connection, just not at the cost of their own voice.
I write to make sense of things. To help you (and me) move through longing without self-abandonment. And to remind all of us:
You can be hopeful without being naive.
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Location
Somewhere in this beautiful universe
Who the Hell Made This?
I’m Penn. I was possessed when I created this whole thing.
This blog is a deep dive into my spiraling, overthinking, precious brain — the part that still believes in love, but refuses to lose itself again.
I write to remind you who you are. And who you were before the heartbreak, the ghosting, the second-guessing.
Welcome to the mess and the clarity.
Peace ✌️
Penn