DROWN IN THE OCEAN OF YOUR TEARS. ( poetry. )

WE ARE ALIVE AND ALIKE AND SEETHING © 2017 by lee

THE STORY OF LUKAS LANCASTER, AND HOW HE BECAME -- or, how a phoenix needs a spectacular flame to be reborn again. [ #204 spiritual 12.19.15 ]

Everything remembered must be forgotten. The gods are glorious, and then they are not -- history is an ongoing clock. It trudges on.

❝Do me a favor, Wynona Benoit: tell me that unselfish deeds exist. Be careful though, because I'll start to believe in the world again if you do.❞

sometimes, you feel void. #20 poetry july 14, 2016.

He's ready and he's coming for you. Copyright © olympis 2016

The beautiful die young.

junkyard dreaming: where the broken thoughts go to die and leave something vaguely like stories in their wake. OR - a collection of one shots and various items of the like.

ǝuou uǝǝq sʎɐʍlɐ sɐɥ ǝɹǝɥʇ ʍouʞ ᴉ ǝɹǝɥʍ ʇɥƃᴉl ǝɯos puᴉɟ oʇ ʎɹʇ ᴉ