Shatter

It takes a lifetime to earn someone's trust... and one lie to lose it.

The Day the Music Died

“So I left. And I stayed away for thirteen years. And it was my choice - so I’ve always hated how the older generation would blame my mom’s family, as if they had shackled me to the bed to keep me from coming back. They didn’t - I chose to stay away. But no one would ever dare consider that, because then they’d have to ask why. And if they do, I’m not about to lie to make anyone feel better about themselves.”

The Life Not Chosen

That night gave birth to Eris, the Mistress of Discord. And that night... that night I died.

70 in ’12: That Night He Wrote the Saddest Lines

From somebody that I used to know... *          *          * How do I even try and write to you? My God, I hope that I find the right words and follow the right reasons for writing this. You know, despite my seeming indifference to you, you keep coming to me, and you scare me so…

69 in ’12: Being Broken

I was going through my days as Angelisis and found this. *          *          * A silhouette bathed in silver light soft scratches of parchment and quill whispers mingle with the tears of night she knew in her heart she loved you still In numbered nights and dying days of soft, slow touches and the perfect…