“I won’t die from my wounds I will own them and fight life right back.” — Ker Dukey Fight Copy Share Image
“so I drank until my legs felt weak and my heart didn’t feel as hollow.” — Ker Dukey Didn Feel Copy Share Image
“There's my dirty, little doll. So wild and scared, but still so fucking pretty” — Ker Dukey Copy Share Image
“He’s absolutely gorgeous. It’s as if crystal-eyed deluxe Barbie boned elite GI Joe special edition and he is the offspring.” — Ker Dukey Gorgeous Copy Share Image
“There's only so much evil you can live with before you stop living with it and it begins to live inside you.” — Ker Dukey Evil Copy Share Image
“Damn that dimple. I just want to lick it, or push my nipple into it. Oh, crap. Focus. “What” — Ker Dukey Copy Share Image
“You could be covered in scars and nothing would ever make me love you any less. Or even think of you any… — Ker Dukey Covered Copy Share Image
“Rage wasn’t an emotion in that moment, it was an entity grown from the darkest depths of my being, vibrating through my… — Ker Dukey Anger Copy Share Image
“Coming back here every year has become a tradition for me, just to remind myself of everything I’ve lived through. To see… — Ker Dukey Acknowledge Copy Share Image
“We were made for each other, a pair crafted from the same soul. Hoe does the saying go? A MATCH MADE IN… — Ker Dukey Burned Copy Share Image
“They pretend to themselves that they fix you and then release you back into the world, back amongst your prey. "Humanize people,… — Ker Dukey Humanize Copy Share Image
“They say some people are born with decreased activity in the brain; a cold spot in the front central lobe. Where most… — Ker Dukey Empathy Copy Share Image
“I asked her if she likes Eminem and she said,’ yeah, I love chocolate’.” Gavin” — Ker Dukey Food Copy Share Image
“I may not be in that cell anymore, but Benny is every bit still my master.” — Ker Dukey Benny Copy Share Image
“Truth is, it was a nightmare. A living, breathing, real nightmare.” — Ker Dukey Life Copy Share Image
“Sometimes a tough girl who is used to saving herself needs a hero. And maybe a hero needs a girl to save… — Ker Dukey Tough girl Copy Share Image
“Falling apart is ok, it took me a couple of weeks, but I got back up, and I swept all the fragments… — Ker Dukey Falling apart Copy Share Image
“You are beautiful, Evi. But love doesn’t see with its eyes, hear with sound, feel with touch; it connects with its mind,… — Ker Dukey Love Copy Share Image
“All the things I left unsaid to her plow into my mind like a nuke going off inside me, obliterating my soul.” — Ker Dukey Psychology Copy Share Image
“What makes a monster not a monster?” I snuffle. "A monster’s not a monster when it’s loved, Evi.” — Ker Dukey Monster Copy Share Image
“Oh my God. “It’s a red room, isn’t it?” His brow furrows. “It’s painted white.” I stand and he walks to his… — Ker Dukey Bedroom Copy Share Image
“He forced us to watch the happenings in the world far from what seemed like our own. Educating us on the beasts… — Ker Dukey Beasts Copy Share Image
“My soul has known yours before we were put here on Earth and it will love you long after we leave it.” — Ker Dukey Copy Share Image
“That’s low, Shamar. I sleep with her wearing your clothes to stop her nightmares because I love her like a sister. I… — Ker Dukey Copy Share Image
“My beautiful, broken girl," he murmurs against my mouth as he slides in and out of me in a torturous manner. "All… — Ker Dukey Pain Copy Share Image
“I couldn’t get hard for that stench trench you’re packing between those lumpy tree trunk thighs even if you showered the cock… — Ker Dukey Copy Share Image
“She is so feisty I can’t decide if I want to squeeze her throat and watch her eyes gloss over with tears,… — Ker Dukey Feisty Copy Share Image
“When your story is written on a piece of paper and that paper gets crumpled up and thrown into a shredder, you… — Ker Dukey Writing Copy Share Image
“Holy fuck,” before he pulses and releases his hot cum into my mouth, I lap every drop, drinking him in. I have… — Ker Dukey Gaze Copy Share Image
“Without the bad, we wouldn’t know the good. Without sorrow and grief, how can we know happiness and love? Everything has a… — Ker Dukey Grief Copy Share Image
