He was a tattoo artist by day, a painter by night. He possessed what is commonly known as an addictive personality. Perhaps inherited. He had always been like that. He liked to ink his body. He liked to coat his lungs in smoke. He craved adrenalin rushes. He certainly enjoyed hot cups of coffee. Oh, and his paintin...
A psychologist is handed the case of an alcoholic father who is concerned for his young daughter and her abnormal shyness. The four year old has been suffering social anxiety since her mother left. The child specialist is astounded by the love that bonds the two despite his seemingly cold and heartless way of treating...
Harry can't take what he's surrounded by anymore. It's all fake. Everything around him, everything's he's been built on. He's beginning to feel like he has become fake. He flees to get away from life for a while, escaping to a quaint coastal town in the Western Cape of South Africa that embodies 'the middle of nowhe...
Their first meeting goes something like this: it's a Thursday afternoon, and Niall has no plans and an affection for all things eccentric. She's dangling off the edge of an eight story parking deck and holding a bouquet of ugly weeds in one hand. They talk about air bending. She takes him by surprise, all things...