Amber Fontaine
@amber-fontaine.bsky.social
I exist awkwardly and absurdly, between metaphors and pixels. Mental health advocate. Nerdy redheaded witchling. A curious collector of the human experience and the stories we hold. Vocal vixen, dancing fool, word weaver.
Hey my loves, on the hunt for any job leads for my partner. 🩷
March 3, 2025 at 11:59 PM
Hey my loves, on the hunt for any job leads for my partner. 🩷
Rainy days are my holy days That music is on high. I am dancing and singing and writing and dreaming. Sipping wine. Indulging in simply existing and everything is brighter and more alive. Inspiration runs rampant. I wish we had more of that here.
January 27, 2025 at 2:36 AM
Rainy days are my holy days That music is on high. I am dancing and singing and writing and dreaming. Sipping wine. Indulging in simply existing and everything is brighter and more alive. Inspiration runs rampant. I wish we had more of that here.
Aching for the rain. I was made for stormy days.
January 26, 2025 at 4:34 AM
Aching for the rain. I was made for stormy days.
The world is on fire and LA quite literally so…but I have a plate of pork adobo and pancit so I’m going to take comfort in this food that tastes like home.
January 24, 2025 at 11:21 PM
The world is on fire and LA quite literally so…but I have a plate of pork adobo and pancit so I’m going to take comfort in this food that tastes like home.
I’ve little to say at the moment. A flurry of words are flouncing rapidly within the mind mill. But sometimes it takes a beat to extract. Especially in the landscape presently unfolded before us all. 😶🌫️
January 24, 2025 at 3:57 AM
I’ve little to say at the moment. A flurry of words are flouncing rapidly within the mind mill. But sometimes it takes a beat to extract. Especially in the landscape presently unfolded before us all. 😶🌫️