Blood Looks Better on Me Than Blush Ever Did
The night belongs to the ones who paint it red. She leans against the cold brick wall of some forgotten alley, neon bleeding across her skin like cheap perfume. Black leather clings to every dangerous curve, lace barely holding on for dear life, fishnets torn just enough to promise trouble. Fresh crimson drips down her collarbone, splattered across toned abs and thighs like abstract art signed by violence itself. One hand toys with her ponytail, the other dangles a fingerless glove as if she just finished ruining someone’s evening and hasn’t decided whose turn is next. Those icy eyes and that wicked red smirk say she enjoyed every second of it.
She’s the last thing you see before the lights go out and the first thing you beg for when they come back on. The city glows behind her in electric blues and toxic pinks, but all of it fades the moment she tilts her head and lets another drop of blood slide down her chest. This isn’t a victim, darling—this is the finale you paid to watch. Walk away now and you’ll spend the rest of your life wondering how sweet the knife felt.
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