Aspire No More
Elie Dearing loved to draw. She loved singing, and dancing in her room in the middle of the night, but mostly she loved to draw. 2,078 more words
1 year, 1 month ago
“Chance means nothing. Fate means nothing. In fact the two are sisters, holding out a snare for anyone who would listen to their beautiful words. Choice is what decides what will become of us, of you. 66 more words
Hello all! I’ve been nominated by Twisted Core Press for Debut Author for my short story, Envy.
I really am grateful for this honor and I would greatly appreciate your help! 164 more words
2 years ago
James Janus fiddled with the aux cord, plugging it into the port in his phone. “Alright, time for the beast,” he whispered to himself.
“Another hour of this shit and I’ll be home,” he texted a friend. 792 more words
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