Yeah this sucks. I'm all out of ideas to write >.< I dunno what to write but I want to, and if I draw, well I dunno what to draw either. If anyone has any suggestions, it'd be helpful D:


Garden of Sand Chapter OneFor too long Ive had to breathe with little air, There was just too much I had to bear So no Im dying and youre not, and thats not fair. The note was written decoratively in a black calligraphic pen, floating around in a puddle of bright red blood. It was the first thing Katherine noticed as she and Jordan entered the dorm room to discover Renata lain out on the table as if she was crucified. Her eyes were closed, black mascara dripping down her cheeks. Her face looked pale and delicate, but not peaceful. Her mouth was frowning, her eyes were crying.Garden of Sand Chapter One
Katherine and Jordan rema


famousI know one day my life will be shameless. Ill forget all that crap you gave me, cuz I will be famous. I dont care if you say my ideas are heinous. Why dont you try removing that 10-foot pole from your anus.famous
I know you say that Ill never be thinner, but I dont give a shit because Ill be a winner. Ill be the saint, and Ill be the sinner. Ill be famous and youll be eating your words for dinner.
My real friends will stay my friends forever. When Im famous I hope Ill be able to get together. And when you


Event ScoresINFERNO gather up fresh logs, stack them together, and start a fire. Douse the flames, and rearrange the ashes to spell your name.Event Scores
WAVES fill up a bathtub halfway, wait seconds, enter the tub, and clap your hands underwater, watch what happens.
GUSTS take a deep breath, exhale, stand next to a running fan, breath in, and exhale.
LEAVES Take a ladder and a basket to the forest, set it up in front of a tree, pick the leaves,
DIRT Go to a public park, bring a shovel, and dig up dirt.
SECRETS Form a secret


NightNight brings the darkest hours. To be endured until daylight comes to save.Night
The night brings ghosts and wraiths, to play their game.
They creep through cracks in the sidewalk, on the walls, the mirrors.
They torment innocents, with razor claws, and bloody smiles.
The reaper carries in his hands, a magic of four things we fear.
Truth, fear, deception, hate
The truth of danger, The fear of darkness, the deception of lies
Ivy

PerishThere is no life here.Perish
A face smeared to ashes can no longer smile or talk.
There'll be no theatrical wail from behind the curtain.
Fire doesn't harm death. The seizures it inspires in the living are laughable. How we burn in place of the victim. Imagine our skin cracking under the
weight of flame, voyeurs of agony.
No, there is no life here. Only an audience who won't rest until your organs are scorched constellations, burnt into the architecture of your bones.


Draft - Dex prologue"How did we get to this place? What terrible evil did we let steal into the world? Where did it come from, all this pain, this lack of understanding? When the New Dawn came, where was the Angel of Darkness to drive it back into its terrible womb?"Draft - Dex prologue
Anon, Jan 2019
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Eighty seven floors up and the world still seemed so loud. Down on the streets almost everything is burning. Cars. People. Gas lines. Downed power lines sparked absent mindedly after being torn down. For a while, Dex watched the entire world burn around her. The fires burned passionately and cast huge shadows of those fleeing the panic, or j
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"Every drug addict wants to become a rockstar" - Chester Bennington
"You have enemies? Good. That means you've stood up for something, sometime in your life" - Winston Churchill
long live Ayu!
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