My Last Fuck. Oh Look, It's on Fire.
Burnout never smelled so damn good. This is the scent of letting go—crisp ozone, charred pride, and a wisp of not-giving-a-damn, all flickering atop the ashes of your last ounce of patience. Light it up and bask in the glorious freedom of zero fucks left to give.
For the bold, the burnt-out, and the beautifully unbothered—this candle is your official notice that you’re fresh out. Strike a match, watch your last fuck go up in smoke, and enjoy the sweet scent of savage liberation.