I like it when things
reach breaking point.
I like the meeting of great efforts,
the collisions of contrast;
that's how the universe was born,
wasn't it?

As the stars would have it
I'm a creature of destruction
and great transformations.

I was thirteen when I first got to know first-handedly the bittersweet taste of social engineering. Honestly, the bitter part doesn’t reveal itself until you’re caught doing it. It is power in its most true and pure form. But the context in which I was forced to put it in practice was far from being sweet.
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She's all sharp-tongue, snarky words, and cutting high heels. All of her says danger, and everyone with a half wit knows how much of that is true ( Read more... )

He has no idea how he knew about it, he has no idea how he got there, or how he opened the door. Images take place inside a single frame in his head, when he tries to understand. Time’s works are like a skipping record playing at distance, as it all goes back and forth incoherently. The whole sum of creation begins and ends at the image in front of ( Read more... )

1.
I could try to deny it as much as I wanted, but it was a cold and stormy night. Water drops hit the windows forcefully, and at each thunder I had the impression that it would shatter into pieces. I almost wished for it, but I would be the one paying for the new glass if that happened now.
I wished it happened after I left, instead.
( Chapter One )

She takes refugee in the night ( Read more... )

People were driven by their addictions, she knew it. And one could never give up an addiction. You can try, of course, she'd come very close to it, as a matter of fact. But what's left of great vices are smaller ones; stupid behavioral patterns that resemble the old habits. Untill you get addicted in that too ( Read more... )

Se always got herself thinking on how the strong, lingering taste of coffee completed the sharp, reckless taste of alcohol in her irish coffee. It was natural, an obvious mixture of power and irresponsibility, and as the steam of the freshly brewed beverage ascended to warm up her cold face she mused on how her favorite drink reflected her ( Read more... )