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The Sticky Situation

I write from the in-between spaces—the almosts, the nearlys, the aching pauses. This space is my attempt to find meaning in the mess and beauty in the breakdown.

Honey Wound isn’t just a name. It’s a way of seeing: delicate but sharp, sweet but bruised; all wrapped together.

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These are the platforms Honey Wound is on. Pinterest to feed the aesthetic desires and Substack for something a little more in depth. Both equally as fulfilling!

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Abigail Elana

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I find myself in a quiet crevice of the world where I can be anyone and no one, seen and invisible all at once. I become who I see myself to be and travel wherever my thoughts take me.

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A soft archive of things I use, love, and return to – gathered for beauty, ritual, travel, and living well. These are practical objects with emotional weight; the small things that make daily life feel intentional. 

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