here is maë. girl. mortal. philosopher. harbinger of death. here is armie. boy. god. lover. armageddon. and here is the end of the world.

this pull is more than just gravity.

I have written you down, now you will live forever.

Fragments lie on torn up pieces of paper, characters of my creation, musings I have at 2:34 AM, poems that scare my parents, thoughts that cross my mind in sporadic bursts, and ones that live there permanently.

poetic observations about social outcasts. you and i, included.

[COMPLETE] You are courageous, and the brave, even the soulless, fight fear to its dying breath. | © 2013 Sarena Akhter. All Rights Reserved.

about pastries and poetry. bitter and sugar-free.

story #1 in the 'for the flawed' series. tw | eating disorder she just wanted to be skinny for him; she wanted to be the kind of girlfriend he'd be proud to have, even if he couldn't see her. he just wanted to see her, to be able to tell her she was beautiful and she'd know he was telling the truth, he wanted her to be happy. they wanted to be perfect for each other. and with that, they destroyed themselves. (some quotes aren't mine, lowercase intended for stylistic purposes.) © 2014 flawed- [Watty Awards 2014]

what a strange feeling

[A Featured Wattpad Story // highest ranking: #8] He fell for her too soon. She fell for him too late. - Whereas you will only find their love through words only, for actions aren't told.