YOUNG GODS, driven to insanity. © sensationale [7.29.17]PO54

WE ARE ALIVE AND ALIKE AND SEETHING © 2017 by lee

there should be stars for great wars like ours. there ought to be awards and plenty of champagne for the survivors. [ poetry #1 18/12/14 ]

"The world is a bitter, bitter place, Greyson. There's nothing to do now except get over it." In the sleepy town of Avensgrove, everyone hides their secrets like jewels. They bury it behind fake smiles and pleasantries, and for the longest time - it has worked. And then Blaire DuMonte's body is found at the bottom of the lake. And a year later, her best friend holds five hostages captive in the abandoned DuMonte household. The secrets they've kept have began to resurface - and it all started with Blaire's body. Highest Rank: #19 in Mystery/Thriller & a Wattpad Featured Story

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

The boys are innocent. The girls know their way around. #faceyourevils [ #7 in action 4.13.17 ] Copyright © 2016 , humanoligy

of seismic homosexual incisions made in the brain of a 1950's nihilist

❝ like the kings and queens of better yesterdays ❞

"golden head by golden head." A poetry collection by and for women who love women. © adroite 2016

and so, without the slightest hint of doubt, he dove head first in those grand galactic eyes. © all rights reserved 2016 | kimi