canvas | ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ: ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄᴏʀʀᴇᴄᴛʟʏ
❝his anger is the paint. my body is an empty canvas. he decides to color me in.❞ [book one completed]
❝his anger is the paint. my body is an empty canvas. he decides to color me in.❞ [book one completed]
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...
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 : -