❝his anger is the paint. my body is an empty canvas. he decides to color me in.❞ [book one completed]

// the ink on her skin are the thoughts in her heart //

a computer game can't hurt anyone, right? highest rankings: #23 in mystery/thriller #20 in horror #73 in fanfiction cr. taenology || 2016

"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17

❝but without the dark, we'd never see the stars.❞

a story about an ordinary girl who receives a box of random things everyday after lunch from an unknown sender. will she figure out what the gifts mean? [ a wanna one / pd101s2 story ] start : june 5th 2017. end : -