One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4

Life asked death, 'Why do people hate you, but love me?' Death responded; 'Because you are a beautiful lie, and I am a painful truth.' Surrounded in our own lies, we find the truth. His life may be a lie, but this story certainly isn't. Welcome to Chace Foster's real life.

❝is this all we get? to be absolute?❞ (© promethean 2013; cover by promethean)

Dear Summer, That’s how it all started. A set of letters written to a girl who told sixteen year old Logan Heywood to write her a letter sometime. Who would have known how much it would change things.

"alice?" he whispered, his voice nervous. "yeah?" she replied absent mindedly, stirring the coffee in the dark red cup with her spoon. "i love you," he said. an uncomfortable silence filled the air. "i love you, alice," he repeated, looking at her. her head was bent as she spooned the cream and only strands of her ginger hair hung from the sides of her face. "okay," she replied. [© noiembrie; cover by @aciddaisies] short story #76, romance #383, thirteenth july two thousand thirteen.