He rolled his hoodie sleeves up and stared at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. So many words and intricate designs covered his skin in blue and red ink. Him and his soulmate both seemed to avoid a certain area of their skin though, that area being where the slits and scars made by them both lay.
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Our marks. Our pain. Our love. (TomTord)
FanfictionArt is by Lyric or Aesthetic_Prince. This is just a random thing that I'm doing where each update is just one paragraph long. I'll be using the au where when someone would write on themselves or when they'd get hurt, the same will happen to their s...
