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T.L. Martin Quote - Heartache is my constant companion, and we’re perfect for one another. Two co-dependent peas in a pod. My past and my future.

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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It’s just a question. A question whose answer no longer has the power to hurt me.
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Hurt Myself Power Question
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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Along Breathe Deep Life Love Myself Relationship Way
I don’t want to hide. Not from you.
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Hide Love Myself Relationship
A mouse trying hard to come off as a lion.
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Animal Appearance Fake Hard Pretend
Come to me in pieces and exist inside me whole.
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Existence Myself Pieces
Submissive, sure, but someone who wants it all the same.
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Routine Submissive
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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Difference Love Mistake Myself Pieces Understand
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
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
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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Deal Learning Myself Name Need Reason
My eyes shut as the fire in my lungs reaches my throat.
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Eyes Fire Hard Time Myself Reach Shut Throat
Funny how being fucked isn’t nearly as pleasing as I remember.
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Funny Myself Remember Sex
Love me like my demons do.
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Demon Love Myself
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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Break Cleaning Feeling Heart Heart Broken Hurt Myself
Gifts are meant to be wrapped. Honestly, it’s basic etiquette.
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Basic Gift Honesty Wrap
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

Company Each Other Future Heart Broken Myself Past Perfection
I desire very little, but the things I do consume me.
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Consumption Desire Myself
Darkness watches me from every angle. My only friend. From its own place within the silence, it speaks to me in a strange way.
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Angle Darkness Friendship Myself Place Silence Strange Talk
Eva’s an enigma, and she’s my enigma. My secret. My lifeline.
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Herself Life Love Myself Relationship Secret
I may be unhinged, but I’m constantly working to channel my urges. It never stops, the self-restraint, the need for more.
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Channel Myself Need Urge Work
If there ever was a time not to be fragile, this is it.
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Fragile Time Vulnerable
There’s nothing more dishonest than words.
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Honesty Word
Life is going to break your heart. Remember to say thank you.
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Break Heart Life Remember Thankful Yourself
The conversation between your fingers and someone else’s skin. This is the most important discussion you can ever have.
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Conversation Discussion Fingers Skin Yourself
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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Cry Hold On Lips Love Myself Relationship Word
Embrace the glorious mess that you are.
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Embrace Glory Mess Self Love Yourself
The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.
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Monster Oneself Ourselves Scare Soul

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