[lowercase intended; novel written in verse] i watched her life drain from her eyes that day, and in that moment, i knew nothing was okay. Copyright © mavericks_ Best Achievements To Date: • Poetry #150 [2.1.2014] • Short Story #165 [1.31.2014]

A girl who relies on staying in the city stumbles upon a boy who wants to get out of the city. No. 1 of the city series

Few words. Enough to feel. #poetry

Pretty little mind.

"There's a fine line between the beginning and the end, and we were simply caught in the middle."

Quinn scribbles tainted emotions across thin layers of white paper. But to who? To someone who blinks once, sees her, and blinks again-just to make her disappear. To someone who sees her as a symbol of the ocean. To someone who thinks the ocean is disgusting and hideous, filled with trash and pathetic wandering fishes. To someone who believes that Quinn needs to be a size zero to be labeled as 'beautiful.' If she isn't, why in the world will anyone care to love her? She's disgusting. Worthless. An enormous sailboat that makes the world sink. But how long will it take until she sinks herself?