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Heartache is my constant companion, and we’re perfect for one another. Two co-dependent peas in a pod. My past and my future.

T.L. Martin

Gifts are meant to be wrapped. Honestly, it’s basic etiquette.
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Basic Gift Honesty Wrap
Madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little push.
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Gravity Madness Myself
Really see me. Then I remember who I am, and that no one wants to see the parts of me I try so hard to hide. It’s a plain fact, not something I pity.
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Fact Hard Hide Myself Remember See Try
I never knew hell would be so spick-and-span.
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Cleaning Expectation Hell Myself
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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Control Enjoyment Hard Learning Lost Maintain Myself Quick Time
Do not feel lonely, the entire universe is inside you.
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Feeling Lonely Yourself
Crawl inside this body, find me where I am most ruined – love me there.
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Body Love Myself Ruin
All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.
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Cold Hard Live People Soft Tragedy Water
God, can he see what he’s doing to me.
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God Himself Myself See
Before I found an outlet through sex and blood.
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Blood Myself Sex
You are my blue crayon, the one I never have enough of, the one I use to color my sky.
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Blue Crayon Enough Myself Sky
Art is a private piece of me.
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Art Myself One Liner Pieces Privacy
Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darkness of other people.
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Best Darkness Method People Yourself
You 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.
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Control Lose Ready See Wrong Yourself
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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Beautiful Death Goodness Justice Need Yourself
I’m a bird trapped in a self-made cage.
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Bird Myself Prison Trap

Heartache is my constant companion, and we’re perfect for one another. Two co-dependent peas in a pod. My past and my future.

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