Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.
T.L. MARTINSomewhere along the way, she weaved herself so deeply into my veins I can’t fucking inhale without her breathing life into me.
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I 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.
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He doesn’t look at me like he’s owed anything. He looks at me like I’ve already given him everything.
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There’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.
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This is good for you. Death is a thing of beauty, and it needs to be executed in such a way that does it justice.
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He’s just as fucked up as the rest of us. Some of us just wear our creep on our sleeves.
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Hatred’s the fuel that keeps me alive.
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But I was still weird enough that people otherwise left me alone.
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Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise.
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Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.
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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.
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All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
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Love me like my demons do.
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Pushing out a breath, I lean against the wall and slide to the floor. I sit beside her for as long as it takes. Listening until her sobs fade and the shower turns on.
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Instead of ignorance, I tasted what it might be like to finally be me. I didn’t give a show this time. I had no plan, no calculations. No scolding voice inside my head. For a little while, I was free.
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She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.
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