The bruise on my cheek.
The blood in my mouth.
The limp in my walk.
The makeup on my face.
To cover up my shame.
Picking up the crumpled card,
And typing the numbers in.
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Shoes & Cars
Short Storyɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ sʜᴏᴏᴛɪɴɢ sᴛᴀʀs ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ sʜᴏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀʀs ••• Amanda Sterling doesn't believe in love. Relationships were used so that she could have new bags, shoes, cars, and dinners. She went with anyone that has enough money to sati...