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335 pages, Paperback
First published May 11, 2015










I’ve been beaten, whipped, tied up for days, and one thing I’ve learned: physical pain is much more tolerable than mental pain.






“You didn’t break me. You can’t break something that was already broken.”
“The agony is too much, so I wail in a torturous breathlessness. My heart, splintering, ripping apart, takes on a new meaning of misery, creating an emotion that never existed before this very moment, but it’s too much. I can’t bear it, but I feel its birth inside of me.”
“The fire in me is gone. Only ash and embers remain. Echoes and shadows. Darkness and death.”
“Destroyed. Humiliated. And in a sick way...loved.”
“But my truth is so ugly.”
“Sometimes, for some people, the fairytale only exists in death.”




“I thought I was making all the right choices, but as I look back in the wake of my life, it’s filled with nothing but destruction. And now, I’m the only one that remains.”
“But what happened to me made me believe in evil. And that the devil is real and lives inside the savages of this world.”
“Don’t worry about me…You didn’t break me. You can’t break something that was already broken.”


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