08 August 2016

The jealousy of Scorpio

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This weeks words: packet, shore, zodiac

He just had to be an Taurus, one of the zodiacs “don’t mind me, I’m just here to break some hearts” squad. 
Oh, he was a heartbreaker anyhow, those downturned lashes hiding eyes that were packets of mischievous midnight. Only one eye narrowed with his lop-sided smile. I’d worn my new dress, all demure watercolour flowers, he could see me blushing down to my ribs.

He tempted away any innocence I had, along with my reasoning. A small part of me wondered how he could explain away the score marks from my nails.

He belonged to my sister.
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