Quinn McKenna
@quinnmckenna.bsky.social
I don’t feel like writing romance right now. But I will write something that will mean something to someone. Cats. Music. Don’t talk shit.
My grandparents on their wedding day, 1942. He was 21, on leave from the army. She was 18. I am so glad they are not here to see what is being done to this country. He lived his whole adult life with PTSD. The nightmares were so bad they couldn’t sleep in the same room. I’m so sorry, Grandpa.
June 27, 2025 at 10:01 PM
My grandparents on their wedding day, 1942. He was 21, on leave from the army. She was 18. I am so glad they are not here to see what is being done to this country. He lived his whole adult life with PTSD. The nightmares were so bad they couldn’t sleep in the same room. I’m so sorry, Grandpa.
Screaming into the wind. But also, here is my cat.
November 17, 2024 at 1:53 AM
Screaming into the wind. But also, here is my cat.
Sebastian Bach, 2024
November 10, 2024 at 11:27 PM
Sebastian Bach, 2024
