[COMPLETED] ❝Image is everything.❞ Set in the 1960s, The Dollhouse is the haunting story of Lydia and Violet - forced to uproot to a new town and live with an old-fashioned family they barely know. The sisters soon discover that image can be deceiving, and that no one else can truly know the horror behind closed doors. [ cover by @madeofclumsy ].

Leucosia doesn't let herself fall in love. Emmett falls in love with Leucosia. It all spirals down from there. Even though she doesn't believe in love, He's determined to call her bluff Who could deny these butterflies? They're filling his gut //// All Characters are the creation of Stephanie Myer, except a small handful of OC

Et puis celui qu'on appelait Roshe est revenu, bourré de fautes et de mensonges. Kyrel ne l'avait jamais vu : il ne s'intéressait pas à ce genre de gamins. Alors pourquoi lui avoir répondu ?

Isn't that the saddest word? Almost. Something with so much potential... but just didn't happen. We were almost lovers. We almost lived. These were almost stories. ●●● [ a collection of poems ] highest ranking: #3 [[ 08_03_16 ]]

❝ i wished i had said that it was okay to cry, but instead i cried tears for you. ❞

Do you ever forget how to breathe? Like all of the air in your lungs has been snatched and taken away? And you're left struggling, gasping for air? And you think to yourself that if you could just get your head above the water, you could steal some air. But instead, water comes rising in. And the world will tell you that the ocean is your enemy, because in a moment, the current could be ripped from underneath you, and the last thing you'll see is blue. But the salty waves feel too familiar, and you've never felt more at home. It makes your heart long for something you once had. It makes you heart grow wistful at the thought of it. The ocean has never been your enemy, it is your home. And so, you wrap yourself in its cold arms, and you drown yourself in nostalgia. ••• [ a collection of excerpts (from a book i'll never write) ]

It's too quiet. The loudest thing is your heart beating. You can feel your pulse throughout your whole body and it's overwhelming. You're breathing too loud in a place where life does not exist. The silence is invading into your mind, filling it with more deafening thoughts and endless holes. And so you run. You run away from everything. Because you aren't sure how to deal with yourself and the chaos that wraps around you. You're terrified of the chaos that embraces you because it's too quiet. It's all in your mind. No one can hear you scream. The silent chaos are the most dangerous ones. ••• [ a collection of poems ]