I felt it. I heard the snap of my heart tearing in half. It wasn’t a messy, dirty rip like I’d expected, but a smooth, clean line that knew just where to break to hurt me the most.
T.L. MARTINI felt it. I heard the snap of my heart tearing in half. It wasn’t a messy, dirty rip like I’d expected, but a smooth, clean line that knew just where to break to hurt me the most.
T.L. MARTINMaybe I’ve dragged myself through the mud since then, but even mud hardens beneath your shoes. I must be standing on a mountain of it by now. And no one can touch me from way the hell up here.
T.L. MARTINI might have a fancy roof over my head and soap to wash away the dirt, but I’m still the same girl beneath. It’s important neither of us forget it.
T.L. MARTINToday, I painted with blood.
T.L. MARTINI part my lips, but no words come out. I want to cry. Want to beg. Want to scream. But mostly, I want to hold him until I know he’s going to be okay. Then I want him to hold me until I’m okay, too.
T.L. MARTINThere’s a difference between loving someone as they are whole, and wanting to see all of their pieces. I’ve understood this for a while now, and I don’t fault anyone for it.
T.L. MARTINHe was unhinged. Shameless. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm.
T.L. MARTINI don’t deal with them. And if I don’t deal with them, I have no reason to learn their names.
T.L. MARTINThe prince of darkness is a gentleman.
T.L. MARTINGod, can he see what he’s doing to me.
T.L. MARTINDarkness watches me from every angle. My only friend. From its own place within the silence, it speaks to me in a strange way.
T.L. MARTINHe’s just as fucked up as the rest of us. Some of us just wear our creep on our sleeves.
T.L. MARTINYou will eventually lose control, and when you do – when you lose every last shred of it until you can’t see red from black, right from wrong – I will be here. Ready to back you up, the way you should be doing for me.
T.L. MARTINLet your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.
T.L. MARTINBut I was still weird enough that people otherwise left me alone.
T.L. MARTINDo not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.
T.L. MARTIN