the avenue

it's a place where smoke hovers and sorrows bleed. a place where one can go to dwell amongst the lost.

Pluviophile

It was a rainy day, in New York no less. One held a cup of coffee, wishing for the rain to stop. One held a hand full of old books, savouring the moment. short story #98 poetry #51

miles and miles

they were miles and miles apart, with a promise of forever.

aubrey

a rebel. a label. a girl.

nemesis

❝Hell's full, and no one wants me in heaven.❞

Door To Door

Hudson Ellis is good at his job. Somehow, he manages not to annoy people when he knocks at their doors and asks them to contribute to the charity he works for - instead, he gets them to sign up for sponsoring programmes and fish whatever spare change they have out of their pockets. Even the infamously tough residents...

e x p r e s s

i have feelings i can't explain. all i know, is that they're because of you.

but a dream

the tale of a love that not even a woman full of mistakes could destroy.

The Happy Birthday Song ✓

❝You and me,❞ he whispered, ❝until the end of time.❞ // A chronicle of Junie Bennett's birthdays from the ages of ten to twenty one.

Golden

The Storyteller

run

do you ever feel the desire to run? [Cover made by etherealinsanity]

December

They met in December.

Smudged Ink

Xavier doesn't speak; he writes.

Birds of Paradise

Smile, nod, and follow. That's slightly most of Elea's life living in the shadow of her beautiful best friend Marilyn--naturally second place to this first place kind of girl. When she meets Liam, the tall, sweet smelling, not to mention good-looking guy Marylin is friends with things might look up. Or not. Through t...