❝Hell's full, and no one wants me in heaven.❞

they were miles and miles apart, with a promise of forever.

a collection of thoughts that always abruptly en

it was in the darkest hours of the day that i felt most comfortable in. a collection of words: [ © victoria g. two thousand and fourteen ] |cover created by -therapy|

i needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]

[lowercase intended.] she's coming for you next. [7/21/2014] Paranormal #69 [7/7/2014] Short Story #145

Let me be vital. / I want to burn myself out. #39 Poetry - 11/6/16.

i will shed myself of humanity and hold it within my aching chest, as if it will stop the burning. [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]

a cluster of thoughts, hidden below the very folds of my subconscious

A shoebox collection of short fables, stories in verse, discontinued manuscripts, and other fluffy curio. Featured by Wattpad under "Short Story" from October 2013 to 2015.