Paint It All Red (Mindf*ck, #5)

by S.T. Abby

Love is not supposed to be beautiful. It’s supposed to be a raw, gritty struggle that forces you to face the most vulnerable parts of yourself, so that when the good times come, you can savor and enjoy them, fully appreciate what they’re worth. Otherwise, you take it all for granted.

Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.

I saw the good in everyone, and I smiled even when someone was trying to break me down. I thought I was so strong and so smart. The problem is, I saw good where

Now I only see the good when it’s there to see. I’m smarter. They made me smarter. They also made me what I am today—lethal and merciless. I

the person you see in the reflection is the mirror.

Little eyes see. Little eyes learn. Be a good example for all the little eyes watching you. They’re everywhere.

A wise man knows when the war is lost, and will understand retreat is the only way to save lives.