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lost stars | jjk
I never believed in fate.
It was rather ironic, really. Out of all the things I could have developed a hatred for, I chose the driving fuel of this world. Our society practically thrived on the ridiculous idea of star-crossed lovers, bound by destiny.
It was fate. And you had to accept it.
Those damn tally marks staining the delicate skin of your wrist were inevitable. That is, if you've ever experienced the ecstasy of falling in love.
blood red - a burning passion, excitement.
rosy pink - settle down, you've found it.
black - nothing darker than an unrequited love, right?
a fading scar - it's fate. and fate took them away.
