My brain won’t stop throwing wild storylines at me –
from lovesick robots to haunted printers predicting death, and ghost boys with no face.
(And that’s just what I’ve uploaded. There’s so much more locked in the gay trauma vault.)
If you’re a director, producer, or just someone with a camera and a high tolerance for emotional chaos – maybe we should talk.
I come with gay trauma, twisted romance, killer vibes, and the kind of plots that punch you in the chest and whisper “you liked that, huh?”
My stories aren’t soft. They hurt, and they stay.
Check my loglines if you're curious – and if you think we could build something unapologetically intense together… my inbox is open.
