The conversation between your fingers and someone else’s skin. This is the most important discussion you can ever have.
T.L. MARTINWhen 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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Love me like my demons do.
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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.
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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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Do not judge my story by the chapter you walked in on.
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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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I never claimed to be a predator, but right now she’s certainly the prey.
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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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If there ever was a time not to be fragile, this is it.
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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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The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls.
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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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If you are afraid of darkness, you are afraid of your own soul.
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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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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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We both know you won’t touch her. You’re going to force her to be deprived just because you are.
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She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.
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Be you. All of you. Without consequence. Without judgment.
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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 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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He was unhinged. Shameless. Everything wrong and everything right. And he held the key to my cage in his palm.
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Art is a private piece of me.
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The prince of darkness is a gentleman.
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The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep.
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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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My eyes shut as the fire in my lungs reaches my throat.
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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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