"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." - Oscar Wilde.
I've been abused.
What I could tell you about the man that I dated is that he is no man at all, in fact, he is not human. He thinks of himself as an alien, and I think of him as a poor unfortunate being with no knowledge of love and care, or remorse. I don’t blame him, surely he’s a compulsive liar and that makes whatever I know about his childhood most likely be invalid or based off lies, but what I do know from his mental health makes it quite possible that he had a childhood much similar to the web of lies he created.
Old Pine Memories
She hated her, she wanted to believe otherwise and say that she loved her but in reality, James hated Arden more than anything in the universe itself. How could she leave her like that? They’ve been through hell and back together, somehow this second journey to hell and Arden decided to walk out. And how dare she? James put her life on the line, not once or twice, but every single time Arden walked out to lure in a new victim.
The Eighth Deadly Sin - Blindness.
I'm writing this because nobody said this to me before I left, I'm doing it for whoever is moving out of their home now to start a new life - a better life - and I hope I can do justice to inform you of what you'll be experiencing.
God's Right Hand
Azriel sighed as she kneeled at the altar steps, looking up at the ceiling, uncertain of whether God had abandoned her for falling in love or had he abandoned all of his children alike. Tears streamed down her face, thinking of things God had once said to her. She was the closest to him, his right hand, and although he loved all of his children, she was the one constantly at his side, until he disappeared, leaving her to wander the earth and the heavens aimlessly, no task at hand and wondering what she might have done wrong.