Whisper Something Into the Void

Hi. It’s me. Vixie.
If you’re here, it probably means you read something I wrote and felt a thing.
Or maybe you’re just emotionally spiraling and wanted to tell someone who would absolutely understand.

Either way, I’m glad you’re here.
You can send me a note below — just no spam, no mean things, and please no requests to “write more upbeat content.” I tried that once and ended up crying into a pie crust.

You can use this form to:

• Say hello (awkward greetings welcome)
• Tell me about your favorite metaphor
• Confess that you, too, have emotionally projected onto moonlight
• Ask Carl a question (he probably won’t answer, but I’ll pass it along)
• Send love, soft feedback, or an invitation to a cryptid tea party

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Note from Vixie:

I might take a while to respond — not because I don’t care, but because I’m probably having a minor identity crisis or alphabetizing my emotional baggage. But I always read everything.
Thank you for being brave enough to reach out. That means more than you know.