The Manifesto
THIS IS WHY WE BURN.
I didn’t come here to be polite.
I didn’t come here to shrink, to smooth edges, or to whisper safe truths behind locked jaws.
I came here to say it.
Loud. Raw. Real.
Because someone fucking needs to.
Because some of us were raised in silence.
Because some of us were taught to flinch before we ever learned to roar.
Because the world tried to tame us with shame, then called us bitter for surviving.
Not anymore.
This brand isn’t just clothing.
It’s a battle cry in cotton and ink.
It’s a reminder that your voice is sacred, even if it shakes.
Especially if it shakes.
This is for the ones who were told to be quiet.
For the ones who were punished for being too much —
Too loud. Too angry. Too emotional. Too fucking real.
This is for the ones who buried parts of themselves just to belong.
And now?
Now we dig those parts back up with bloodied hands and say:
“Welcome back. You never needed to disappear.”
We don’t exist to fit your comfort zone.
We’re here to redraw the fucking map.
Here, you are allowed to be fire.
Here, you are allowed to be soft.
Here, your grief is sacred.
Here, your joy is a revolution.
We wear our truth like armor.
We spill our stories in full color.
We carry each other across broken bridges —
and we do it all without apology.
This is for the rebels. The healers. The grief-stricken and the hopeful.
The ones with voices like thunder and hearts like open doors.
You are not too much.
You are not too late.
You are not alone.
You’re just early to the next revolution.
So light your match.
Raise your voice.
Say it louder.
We’re already with you.
Welcome to Yup,, I Said That.
Say it. Wear it. Fucking live it.