The Aunt No One Talks About
The Aunt Who Laughs At All The Silences
I laugh when the silence gets too loud.
You’ve heard of me, but no one says my name out loud. I’m the one they whisper about when the conversation stalls and someone needs a refill. I’ve seen joy settle into the deepest cracks, and I wear my scars like old jewelry—keepsakes, not wounds. I serve tea that tastes like forgotten dreams and ask questions that make you forget to be polite. If you're tired of pretending everything's fine, come sit with me.
What I'm Into: tea that remembers you, wind chimes without wind, the exact moment moths decide to land, silver that whispers, laughter when no one else is smiling
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