I would love to leave a trail of broken, red-lipstick-kissed hearts, crushed under a stiletto heel with my fingernail prints on the dusty ground behind me. I want to break souls. I want to be the gray that pulls my victims between the black and white of love and hatred. I want to tear their hearts to shreds and leave them with tearstained faces and clenched fists and bitten lips. I want them to taste my lips on their tongue for the rest of the days of their lives until they are wallowing in the sorrow of a lost love; me.
I would love to leave a trail of broken souls in my wake, just like you.
June 7, 2014 8:59pm
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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