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kenzieb - - "I stand upright on my toes. Straight, tall, indifferent. People mill around me, gathering closer to the pole from which I hang. I can fill their eyes trained on me as they gaze at my tortured body. Scars zig-zag up and down my body in an array of welts and deeply cut wounds. I can still hear the whirl of the whip as it slices through the air, breaking the sound barrier, and slaps across my back. Scarring me for life. The price that I paid for my freedom. I stand upright because everyone is watching. Everyone wants to know if their young leader will still lead them out of bondage. I stand upright, my hands hanging from the pole above my head, to make sure they know I’m not quitting. "View -
gl0winginthedark - - "i miss you dear sweet love. you used to roam free and play amongst the hills and slopes of creativity. now those same dreams are nothing but mountains far off in your rear-view mirror. work hard dear love and may you find your valleys of chaos working harmoniously in exuberating colour in this world of imperfect amounts of perfection. work hard dear love and you will be rejoicing with your old self, your other half, soon. "View -
cmoore213 - - "And so its begun. I have become that which I fear most. The man she hated. The path I’m walking to become him is not finished so there is still time for me to change. I just don’t know how. She has the map but she can’t read it nor will she entrust it to me. I have no way of knowing where to go so I’m hopelessly stumbling along the path to my ruin. If I can’t save myself from this, I will only destroy her. Just like the monster I always thought I was. "View -
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