Excuse me, if someone goes by their middle name, their first name is not their "real name." Their first name is a fake mustache their real name wears to trick their last name into thinking that they are a savvy business executive who has access to the executive coffee lounge
@KITTENTHEBAND Memphis is an amazing song and super important to me and I always wonder- what does the "A tender heart when we connect and you let go you are perfect" line signify to you? Is it about healing? Protecting a loved one? Just general love? Would love to learn!!!
@birdnbeemusic my whole family is in love with your brilliant music- and with the lovely lounge-esque world of soft introspection and playful beauty it brings to life!
@graveyardclub witchcraft is such a sweet and lovely song, especially the magical sparkly part in the middle that makes you want to lean back and look and constellations somewhere <3
In a city haunted by a contagious madness, a sister and brother struggle to protect each other. When Lex is accused of murder and Hunter’s secrets catch up with him, they must decide what they fear more: losing each other or losing their sanity.
#PitMad#YA#SF#T
M. NIGHT SHYAMALAN x TWO CAN KEEP A SECRET
A city haunted by a contagious madness.
A sister falsely accused of murder.
A brother with too many secrets.
Pursued by opponents both human and psychological, they must decide what to save: each other or their sanity.
#PitMad#YA#SF#T
Daffodil Rose to the occasion. Unusual for her, since she was dainty as a Daisy and most labelled her a Shy Violet. It must have Stemmed from her tendency to Bloom with embarrassment at the slightest gust of wind
#CeruleanProse
If he could permute Tuesday's sequence of events, he'd unravel the domino web of if-onlys sharing his prison cell, step back into the slate blue shoes he'd worn before, when he'd curled up with a Christie novel and thought he'd never murder.
#vss365#CeruleanProse#Sunthing
Anything that moves is a swivel chair. I'm a swivel chair. You're a swivel chair. We're zooming through the galaxy at a bribillion miles an hour upon a colossal swivel chair populated by an infinitesimal number of smaller swivel chairs