[#4 in novahd] "Hey, asshole! You spooked yet?" A voice boomed across the apartment, bouncing off the walls so I couldn't even identify where it was coming from. "No, I'm actually more annoyed and pissed off than anything. If you're supposed to be a ghost, than you're a really sucky one!" I shouted as loudly as I could, turning in every direction before stopping dead in my tracks. There was a man standing in my kitchen, except I could see through him. What the fuck. "Fuck you, dude. I've never haunted anyone before, give me a break." - {In which Aleksandr Marchant rents an old apartment building, messes around with a Ouija board and summons a ghost named James Wilson}. trigger warnings; death, dealing with ouija boards and paranormal things of that nature, depression, and arson.

you made me grey inside. i used to be so colorful. [tw: alcohol, depression, mature themes, nsfw, language] * hiatus or incomplete for now *

Aleksandr Marchant was by far the most popular kid in school. He was loved by everyone, jocks, nerds, goths. Every girl, every boy, everyone wanted a piece of Aleksandr Marchant, but where'd he go?

In the midst of a post-apocalyptic world, Aleks finds a home and builds a life with someone he never expected to meet. 'Caught in the fire...we're about to explode. I'll carry your world, and all your hurt.' - Atlas, [by Coldplay]