ARISTA DOES NOT like monsters or dragons, but sometimes to slay a monster, you have to embrace your inner monster. In this modern day retelling of A Thousand and One Nights, sometimes, you just have to survive one night in order to survive a thousand more. ▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ ▂ [#574SS]
"His eyes were set on the moon's pure reflection on the rolling waves and his ears were filled with the melody of raindrops splashing into the sea. This was the one place he could unleash his inner demons and fight a one-on-one battle against them. He would let his thoughts gradually swim up to the surface and listen...
"I'll just take a taxi." "Across the country?" "... Okay, maybe a lot of taxis." || © deviltown 2014 ||
❝If life were a palette of colors, which color would best simulate you?❞ Red; The glow of intensity. Red is the color of burning fire, capable of massive destructions. Red is the blood circulating in our body. Red is what keeps us alive. Although red is often misunderstood as a deadly color, red is the color of roses...
"This is The Story of a Man and His Enigma" **************************************** What is like to be at the heart of wartime code breaking? What is it like to know a polite, yet almost mad genius who hides many secrets away from the world? Kester Hughes knows exactly what it's like. One minute he's an average, you...
"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."
dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?
when you have too many thorns, all you can do is paint them in red, because, maybe then, they will look like petals [sequel to shades of blue]
The Diner has seen its fair share of the people of Midland, New York. There's Andrea, who doesn't quite know why she keeps coming back, save for the fact that it's the only place she doesn't feel constantly watched. There's Gregory, who people-watches, filling everyone around him with stories instead of filling himsel...
