You are the reason I have ink stains on my fingertips. art by yuschav arly

Between the ravine and the train tracks, I was thoroughly bound. Forever destined to run three miles in either direction and find one or the other waiting to hold me back. Keep me trapped. In a shallow bowl, I was kept safe and secure. With no one to hear my cries; no one to see the tears as they fell relentlessly down my face. Until he came. Until he became my everything.

A piece of soul in ink, and unto the paper it spilled. A collection of thoughts that rhyme from a wandering mind.

BLACK LIES book one in the 'chaos series' in which a goddess falls apart because of love and a power she had no place in controlling overcoming her, threatening the lives of those around her, including the god she finds herself tied to by love. LOKI LAUFEYSON MARVEL DEATHLIES 2015 I ONLY OWN THE VOLKOV'S AND THEIR PLOT. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE MARVEL CHARACTERS. #59 fanfiction [COMPLETED 12TH JUNE, 2016]

1 writer, 2 am thoughts, 3 percent of battery, 4 hours of thinking, 5 reasons why, 6 word stories.

❝You can't cling to the past. Because no matter how tightly you hold on, it's already gone.❞