"Because real artists suffer, don't you know?"
A drabble on a place where people lie down and never speak
To whomever is reading this, I'd like to tell you a story, and ask a favor of you.
This time last year, he promised you a sunrise.
this is my opinions and my stories about living the life of what a typical person would call a "stoner" but to me its just living everyday life. this is based on true stories and actual facts.
I need this.
A young woman named Joy is has turned into a being that eats humans. Continuously struggling with her morals of eating people, being trained to become a mercenary, and having to cope with a sadisti...
You know in films the villain is usually European. What if America took over the world? Everyone was under the control of America. Except a group of kids: One from Britain, One from Russia, One fro...
Everything here is made from paint; it is malleable and it's wet.
Have no ideas anymore for stories. Saying farewell to writing them.
They've saved your body, but they've lost your soul somewhere along the way.
Your plans never seemed to work out
There was no reason to survive this. You had nothing left to live for. All you had to return to if you did make it was a job you hated, classes you couldn't stand for a degree in a profession you n...
Life is but a dream for the dead, something far off and foggy, mostly forgotten.
Robert is a young artist wasting away in London when he meets the eccentric Lucas. Bound by destructive, incredible friendship, they stage an unforgettable art heist at the end of the 20th century.