years

December & January through the years, because the beginning and end were always the loneliest. © all rights reserved 2015. Reyna Damaris #freethelgbt #taygetsthegay

Phantasmal

"I'm -- I'm in love with you, Adalia." "What?" Adalia laughed loudly, shaking her head. "That's complete nonsense," she said, staring at him with tired and disbelieving eyes. "You're not in love with me. Love -- love isn't real. Love isn't genuine. Love -- there's no such thing. It's just an illusion, Jaycen. It's jus...

nebula :: [malik]

"Zayn, the stars don't come out in a city that never sleeps." In which two people must help each other pass a night class in New York City. © charismatize [2015] [fanfiction :: #263]

celestial

"i am celestial, but even stars die." - about the past Highest Rating: #4 in Undiscovered Poetry #170 in Poetry © all rights reserved 2017. Reyna Damaris

Twelve Ways To Spend One's Christmas Eve

"Anna dislikes being stuck three-quarters of the way down a chimney. She really does. Not to mention, she's still going round North America, and there's, like, three continents still to get through in about as many hours."