Keely Staub has grown up. At least that's what she thinks has happened. No longer a naive eighteen year old being introduced to a music industry that's equal parts grandeur and grime, she might even be considered a veteran. At just twenty six, she's lived almost too much of a life in the intervening years since she fi...
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 ]
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|
the scrape of a prism on us; you're the paintbrush and i am your canvas and together we draw so many convoluted lines on our lives.
1. the sad story of a broken mind incoherently splattered in words. 2. the dead caricature of someone too far gone to see. 3. not enough. #53 in poetry / #163 in short story (29-10-14)
❝ He got too curious so she finally reveals what makes it so special. ❞ © nate k. 2014
Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishe...
❝I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me❞ - Joshua Graham She was Stubborn, fearless, bold in a strange way, sarcastic and smart, her piercing hazel eyes could almost make you question, Who is she ? Better yet, who was she ? A new exchange student was brought to St.George High in...
