people are not always who they appear to be. i may look like a wholesome girl next door but concealed underneath my pink babydoll dress there is dark lace, and hidden in my mind there is something even darker. my exterior is kind and friendly, my voice is calm and welcoming, but my eyes are cold and cruel. waiting for someone to be drawn in and lulled into trust only for their lives to be torched. i have never gotten burned by my own flames. that is until i met him. his dimpled cheeks and smoldering smile was enough to make my head spin. his emerald eyes that held the spirit of the sea seared themselves into my mind. his chocolate curls were soft and innocent between my fingertips. and his name was one i never want to say again.
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petty theft// hs
Teen Fictionat first glance i am ordinary. dark blonde hair with green eyes. but if you were to look closer, at the diamonds that my ears held, the shimmer of light upon my cheeks, the clothes i wear.. you may not know at first. the pink tint on my lips. every...
