twisted attempts to fly

summary: o9- she's breaking your heart and you can't help but hold on.

previous: silenanico


"Hey, freak."

Her lips curl into a devilish smile, cold and unforgiving as she glances back at you. There's a sway in her step and something cold in her eyes and you can't help but think that she looks insanely pretty like that.

Bad, you scold yourself. Stop it.


She's a hurricane and she's hell in heels.

She's always immaculate, with her mascara eyes and demon smile, and she's ice cold to the core. She's your exact opposite, really; you are crudely cut hair and old bandannas and you are fire; you burnburnburn the world.

But you can't burn her. You can't melt her.

{{and this makes you angry and anger is familiar and better than love, love is cruel and harsh and you hate it, you hate love and its goddess and {almost} all her children, and you hate the girl with the mascara eyes and demon smile the most because you can't hate her}}


She's a painted on smile and a heart of ice and iron {soul; nonexistent} and she's killing you from the inside but you're stuck in the grave you dug for yourself.

"Oh, hon, look at your hair. What a wreck." she tsks and your fists clench because you hate her you hate her you hate her but you love her too and you never denied being just a bit masochistic.


author's notes;

/whispers i updated sooner

UH. HINT. YES. LESBIANS. {that was a bad hint}

also next chapter! crossover! with homestuck!