A man is never greater than the quality of his thoughts . Highest achieved ranking : #19

It is in the silence of the lonely hour that one's thoughts are the loudest. Litterator

He's loud laughter, swords, and a fire of Black and blue flames. She's fantasy books, quiet thoughts, and a sea of green and white waves. Though they were opposites, being together might just save the world. ~rose glass, a broken mirror.  

Karina is a slave on Dard, a planet that specializes in grueling physical labor. Though she was originally born into a wealthy business family on Shinar, the capital planet of the Seratona Galaxy, she was captured while vacationing with her family on a tropical planet when she was five years old and was sold into the slave trade. Since then, she has been the slave of brutal Dardean slum lord, Sargon. Niko is the only other person on Dard, and in Karina's current life, who she can trust. He loves her, but sometimes his love for her is too much. She has trouble trusting his affection for her. That is, until Recruitment Day, when something unexpected happens and where she catches her first glimpse of Zayn.

I hate in life, when people think they know everything about you from what others have told them. People instantly judge me, and others, on what they've been told. So, why am I judged, you ask? I slept with with my best friend's boyfriend. But I'm not a slut, because I know, that's what you think. The FANTASTIC cover made by: I_Speak_Riddlish_123

"Mein Kampf. My struggle. It is different for everyone, is it not? I just didn't want to see the world from someone else's point of view. I have my own story, so do you and so does everyone. These white pages are for me to write my story" --- x --- x---- Two young hearts in love. The propaganda that questioned humanity. A war that divided the world. The pages of history that sullied the soil. A tale was spun when Germany entered a new era with Adolf Hitler. With that tale happened the forbidden story of two young Germans in love, an Aryan and a Jew. As the world was thrown into the chaos of the Second World War and the Holocaust, new horrors unfolded in the peaceful lives of the young lovers. Death and despair that was tested with the strength of a smile or two.

A poem about ocean conservation by G. M. Chiquito (A.K.A. ME!!)

Color is a dangerous word. Every bit of that word made me sick to my stomach. Is it possible that one simple word could be so complicated?