The Manifesto Crewneck | Black, Dark Chocolate, Charcoal
A sturdy and warm sweatshirt bound to keep you warm in the colder months. A pre-shrunk, classic fit sweater that’s made with air-jet spun yarn for a soft feel.
• 50% cotton, 50% polyester
• Pre-shrunk
• Classic fit
• 1x1 athletic rib knit collar with spandex
• Air-jet spun yarn with a soft feel
• Double-needle stitched collar, shoulders, armholes, cuffs, and hem
This product is a pre-order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
A sturdy and warm sweatshirt bound to keep you warm in the colder months. A pre-shrunk, classic fit sweater that’s made with air-jet spun yarn for a soft feel.
• 50% cotton, 50% polyester
• Pre-shrunk
• Classic fit
• 1x1 athletic rib knit collar with spandex
• Air-jet spun yarn with a soft feel
• Double-needle stitched collar, shoulders, armholes, cuffs, and hem
This product is a pre-order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
A sturdy and warm sweatshirt bound to keep you warm in the colder months. A pre-shrunk, classic fit sweater that’s made with air-jet spun yarn for a soft feel.
• 50% cotton, 50% polyester
• Pre-shrunk
• Classic fit
• 1x1 athletic rib knit collar with spandex
• Air-jet spun yarn with a soft feel
• Double-needle stitched collar, shoulders, armholes, cuffs, and hem
This product is a pre-order, which is why it takes us a bit longer to deliver it to you. Making products on demand instead of in bulk helps reduce overproduction, so thank you for making thoughtful purchasing decisions!
MANIFESTO
We are not made for the light.
We are born in the margins—
Where love is feral,
Desire is complicated,
And truth wears black lace and blood.
We are the ones who never fit neatly into your stories.
We are the ones who ask, What if the villain was in love?
We are the ones who stay when the world says leave,
Who ache beautifully and feel too much
in a world that praises detachment.
This is not just fiction.
This is confession.
This is communion.
For every soul who has loved in secret.
For every heart that beats to a darker rhythm.
For the dreamers haunted by their own intensity.
For the readers who underlined the sins instead of the virtues.
We are not afraid of the forbidden.
We celebrate it.
We honor the morally grey, the tragically flawed,
The divinely twisted characters that reflect our shadows back to us.
We do not crave perfection.
We crave the real. The raw. The ruinous.
The kind of stories that cut deep
and stitch you back together
in the dark.
