jupiter's moons
this pull is more than just gravity.
"We choose our sorrows and our joys long before we experience them." © 2015 by NoiseOfSilence. All rights reserved.
He put flowers on her doorstep for her birthday. Too bad Nina was allergic to pollen. [ cover made by @incendia- ]
"My mama became a catfish when I was two, on the day I stopped talking." Neglected since birth by her mother, Irina Myshko hasn't spoken a word for most of her short Soviet life. Outcast as a mute idiot and abused by her mother's boyfriends, she escapes into an alternate reality where true natures show and people are...
One girl, two sisters, and a famous movie producer. One civil rights project, two months to film, and an abortion clinic. One big snowfall, two cups of coffee, and a crowd of supporters. One voiceless baby murdered since you started reading this.
A shoebox collection of short fables, stories in verse, discontinued manuscripts, and other fluffy curio. Featured by Wattpad under "Short Story" from October 2013 to 2015.
This is my story told through different pieces of literature. I give you permission to invade a bit of my privacy and read snippets that outline my life. Enjoy, or don't. It's your choice really.
"i m sorry, mathew, for falling in love with you when I belonged to death the entire time." - a/n: if you don't know, these are letters from ember to mathew, characters i've created in my story: encountering ember on my @aileeanne account. you do not have to read encountering ember to comprehend these letters.
The average person tells four lies a day, one-thousand, four-hundred and sixty a year, and eighty-seven-thousand and six-hundred by the age of sixty. And the most common lie is: "I'm fine." Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 2013/2014 - InkButterfly
{Watty Awards 2013 Winner} This is simply a story about a lonely girl who finds love. I was inspired to write this because I wanted to know that there are good things that happen to invisible girls like me. I wanted to write Hope for those who seem hopeless. • • • In March of 2013, Letters was #1 in the short story ca...
Poetry. Such an abstract thing. Such a beautiful burst of emotions. Such feelings that make a person feel alive. For what drives someone to grab a pen and construct a rhythm of words are strong rushes of inspiration. Often times, it is a product of what is felt that affects the way of living. Love, hatred...