She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.
T.L. MARTINDoesn’t he know I want everything? And in return, I’ll give him all of me.
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Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.
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I need someone who sees the fire in my eyes and wants to play with it.
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Funny how being fucked isn’t nearly as pleasing as I remember.
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He was unhinged. Shameless. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm.
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When half the town, law enforcement included, has paid the woman in question for an ‘adult evening,’ it’s almost impressive how quickly she loses credibility.
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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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Doesn’t he know I want everything? And in return, I’ll give him all of me.
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If you are afraid of darkness, you are afraid of your own soul.
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Don’t play with the Devil, he always cheats.
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His eyes close, and he draws a long breath. When they open again, they’re colder than ever. “And that’s where you’d be disappointed, Lou. There is no good to be found in Death.
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I quickly learned I needed someone who specifically enjoyed, or at the very least could take it, when I hit that point of blinding release. Every time, I lost all sense of the control I work so hard at maintaining.
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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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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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I don’t deal with them. And if I don’t deal with them, I have no reason to learn their names.
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Somewhere 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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