❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

Renee Griffin is gorgeous, loveable, undeniably popular, and has an uncanny ability of getting everything she wants. She is a cunning seductress, a loving daughter, a prima donna, and a cold-blooded murderer. This is not a story for the faint hearted. This is the story of a 21st Century psychopath. "'You've killed,' he breathed. His eyes had grown big, so big that they barely fit his face anymore. He didn't resemble Nathan at all. He was pathetic, and cowardly, and weak. 'I have.' Silence and darkness threatened to crush us both, the sound of his uneven breathing piercing through my eardrums. I didn't bother hiding anything in my demeanour - it was a relief to let the darkness out, to let it slip out of every pore and every cell. He was going to die. His next words were quiet, so quiet, that it could have been drowned out with the faint sound of cheers coming from the stadium. 'You're a monster.'"

❝DEATH IS COMING, DEATH IS COMING.❞ A girl watches kingdoms fall as a man stained with the blood of an empire, puts a crown on her head. [4.15.17] all rights reserved ©2017

eating rose jam in the backseat of ur car ©2016, ina

Everything remembered must be forgotten. The gods are glorious, and then they are not -- history is an ongoing clock. It trudges on.

ARGLE BARGLE WITH A DASH OF HONEY FLAVOURED NOSTALGIA.

a compendium of impetuous diatribes, pretentious poetry and clandestine glimpses of the horrors and woes of a poisoned youth from a washed-up, bitter so-called hipster, who psychoanalyses her own generation. [alternatively called savvy gets pretentious and becomes a know-it-all]

Ever stereotype the stereotyped? [alternativelly called feminazi in action]

my heart still beats 2017, adriana © (p #112- 150617)

a natural hierarchy