whenever I meet someone new, I inevitably check their limbs for scars.
they are almost always there, some solitary little wisps, some like a cross-hatching, a pattern, a score...
...and I find that the stories written there are irresistible, and the wounds run deeper than I can kiss.
I always fall for the broken ones, whose scars travel further than I've ever been.
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 10:04 PM UTC
whenever I meet someone new, I inevitably check their limbs for scars.
they are almost always there, some solitary little wisps, some like a cross-hatching, a pattern, a score...
...and I find that the stories written there are irresistible, and the wounds run deeper than I can kiss.
I always fall for the broken ones, whose scars travel further than I've ever been.
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