We both know you won’t touch her. You’re going to force her to be deprived just because you are.
T.L. MARTINI never claimed to be a predator, but right now she’s certainly the prey.
More T.L. Martin Quotes
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She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.
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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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Maybe she’d try to understand that the dark images muddled my brain until it hurt, until I had no choice but to let them out.
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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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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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It’s time to see what happens when I fly.
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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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Gifts are meant to be wrapped. Honestly, it’s basic etiquette.
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You are my blue crayon, the one I never have enough of, the one I use to color my sky.
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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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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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You understand what I’m telling you, Tommy? You have a light inside you, and the only person who gets to decide whether that light shines or not is you.
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I need someone who sees the fire in my eyes and wants to play with it.
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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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