There are others in here. I can feel them. Sometimes I can catch one of them talking in the background, and I know it isn't me. When I pay attention, they stay quiet. They don't want me to know that they are there. Well jokes on you assholes, I know you exist. Not that it... Continue Reading →
They hook me in every time. Those beautiful faces look at me, and I stare in awe. How could a creature so pretty even look at me? How dare I stand in their presence. Lust in love. What it feels like to care about someone as a Borderline. I don't just care. I fall. I... Continue Reading →
"Marishka is deemed personality number 1. This is but a small glimmer into her existence."
"And I clench my hands, my fingers curled."
"I just wanted to try something different for a change."
"Sometimes, though? Sometimes I wonder if I have a best version of myself. What if it doesn't exist?"
"The low-hanging fruit rotted to the core, and the taste turns my stomach..."
"Rage is a poison. It's a fire that burns deep from within and it grabs you by the balls and doesn't let go until you face it head on."
"Chances are you hate it, it hurts, but grow up and make that appointment before your teeth fall out. "
"I'm a genetic clusterfuck, carefully designed to house all physical and mental ailments that have plagued my family for generations."
Heretic Secrets 