"Nicholas, why do you love that thing more than me?" Nick felt anger surge through his body like an electrical current. His guitar wasn't just a thing. It was what helped him get his emotions out i...
"Jaime?" She turned around and tilted her head. "Be careful driving home. He's trashed." He bit his lip and put his hands in his pockets. "I love you, Jaime. You're my best friend." A Kevin Jonas O...
(rated for language, themes.)there is someone in his body, someone that is trying to eat him alive - blood soaks the green sofa nowadays.
About a man seen on a bike, wearing a Metallica t-shirt. Inspired by a conversation I had today, about something that happened to me. First original fiction (:
"Sometimes, there is no right choice". Faced with impossible choices, a young woman has to plan the course of her life. xoxox A screenplay set in a fictional dictatorship, about the choice...
it started out as just a story but it ended up being stuff that happened this last week and i hope u get sum enjoyment out of my misery. and i am crying as i type this, i just thought you should no
"Bent over the running filth, he wiped his lips and glanced up at the stars."
"And if I knew what to think I would go after it." The hint of a revelation
"Dark-eyed, a small boy sat among the stones, tracing his finger in the carvings."
What may well be the strangest devation from decency/sanity in a while.
"There was nothing to reflect."
A Freudian Nightmare.
"And still, it was this or poison yourself with it left internalized."