Crybaby

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Info about you~ Your name is Dorothy, you are 19, you are problematic. You are a total hoe. You have 3 boyfriends.

~allow the shit to commence~

Its a breezy Saturday night as you show up to the concert. You and your boyfriend Jared got front row seats to a Melanie Martinez concert, and your lipstick has been smudged around your bottom lip and eyeliner smeared. The breezy night would often result in wearing his jacket, but you got into a fight in the car about how he can't deal with you sleeping around.

Your heels click against the pavement on the walk to the arena. 

Your hair wisps around in the wind.

Jared walks three feet away from you.

A fragment of your heart walks three feet away from you.