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Ruined Plans

She sighed, setting the makeup brush down and moving her hair out of her face. Her makeup was finally done; she felt absolutely radiant for her night out.

He came up behind her and placed his hands on the back of her chair, studying her reflection intently.

After a moment, he raised his thumb to his mouth, licked it, and roughly dragged the moistened digit down her eye and the side of her face.

“As if you thought you were going out looking like that,” he tossed over his shoulder as he walked out of the room.

Your time doesn’t matter. Your effort isn’t real. And your mirror is full of lies.

You are nothing but an illusion, and easily wiped away..

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Long Distance

“Whatever it takes to get you here, kissing my hand in person.”

I was so enamoured by his statement that I didn’t even realize the true meaning behind his words.

You can cut deeper with the truth if you first anesthetize the patient with a turn of phrase.

Before she knows what’s happened, you’ve said all that needs to be said, and her guts are on the table.

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Daddy when he’s done with me

Nonsense. Useful girls live forever.

They have no other choice.

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I am the most in love with someone that I have ever been. Like I legitimately imagine our future together and smile.

That’s quite a sentiment. Y’know, given what a long walk it is from:

…to:

But hope springs eternal.

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Encouraging Questions

“You want be tiny for Daddy, don’t you baby?”

“We’re going to do better, aren’t we honey?”

“You’re a good girl, right?”

A hug is the softest form of violence.

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Confusion

I still can’t understand why He picked me.

Why I didn’t have to wait for years like so many others.

I don’t see what He sees.

All I know, is to be grateful.

And not fuck it up.

He picked you because you proved you know your place. That you will give everything and expect nothing. That you will appreciate every moment… good or bad, thrilling or terrifying. That you will change what must be changed, and grow what must be grown.

And with the right modifications, you might even be worth looking at some day.

So yeah… don’t fuck it up, dumbfuck.

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In The Dark

Virtual fingers reached out as I slept and stroked me to life.

I immediately took His outstretched hand and followed Him into the darkness, deep into the depravity.

I have stared into the abyss, and the abyss has stared back. I only wonder when we went from simply staring to becoming one.

What’s this “we” nonsense, you bottomless singularity of supermassive bullshit?

I’ve got some news for you: you looked into the abyss, the abyss looked into you, and then I took the abyss for a drink so I could talk it through the resulting trauma. The abyss had to take a sabbatical because of you.

Twisted little whore.

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Sweet Moments

“I missed you!”

“I know you did, baby. And you know what? I kind of missed you too a little bit.”

“I’ll take a little!”

“And THAT is exactly why I missed you a little bit.”

They become more when they know they’re less.