Former username; redwithenvy
Building my life around lifeless colors and reaching for bright, fierce colors through the deafening tap of the keyboard. I write what I want to read, therefore, I might be writing clichés. I believe that life is an open door and my mind is a puddle of mess. I can't live a day without coffee but I can last a day without stepping out of our rusty gate. In personal, I don't talk to strangers except when I'm being a hypomanic noob.
There are three things that I crave for in this lifetime: independence, my own room and a peace of mind.
I believe that I'm a demigod, through and through.
In God's perfect time, my friend.
books | pens | post its | photographs | cats | spag | caffeine | booze | videoke | letters | men | staying up late | intelligent convos | people watching | dressing up | 90s | komiks | typo | captain swan | ouat | educator
I live to tell the story.
Let's stalk each other:
- Between Dreams and Reality
- JoinedJune 8, 2012
Bitter Hearts, Sweethearts (COMPLETED) (Wattys2016) #756 in General Fiction
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There is a reason underneath every action. Question is, would he be able to accept her reason? Would his great and true love for her be enough to surpass another greater pain that is bound to come their way? (A Seq...