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I may be unhinged, but I’m constantly working to channel my urges. It never stops, the self-restraint, the need for more.

T.L. Martin

Not everyone knows what to do when they come across a snowflake in the desert.
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Desert Snow Unknown
Submissive, sure, but someone who wants it all the same.
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Routine Submissive
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
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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Appearance Hard Time Ourselves Struggle
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
Art is a private piece of me.
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Art Myself One Liner Pieces Privacy
Revenge is all my soul knows. It’s the only thing I’ve lived and breathed for almost as long as I can remember.
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Breathe Live Myself Remember Revenge Soul
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
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
Love me like my demons do.
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Demon Love Myself
I suppose it was easier to pretend I didn’t exist than it was to exorcise my demons.
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Demon Easy Existence Myself Pretend
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
Maybe 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.
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Hard Hell Myself Stand Touch
Funny how being fucked isn’t nearly as pleasing as I remember.
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Funny Myself Remember Sex
Before I found an outlet through sex and blood.
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Blood Myself Sex

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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