Blood on my knees


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He won't be seeing me, with or without clothes, again.

Sharon von Etten – Consolation Prize (Daytrotter Session)

“WHEN I TOLD YOU I HAD A TENDER HEART I WASN’T LYING.”

Sharon screwed the lipstick back down and snapped on the cap. She afforded a shy glance upwards at the mirror, at her handiwork. The words took up two lines at the top, blood red in an almost glaringly white bathroom. He’d be home in a couple hours, he’d see it then.

Fidgeting, she put the lipstick in her purse. Then she took it back out and placed it, standing upright, on the counter next to the sink. Too symmetrical. She moved it four inches closer to the edge and left it.

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