Dahlia Soto - D1 - cbd3 - done
Jan 2, 2014 7:23:56 GMT -5
Post by chelsey on Jan 2, 2014 7:23:56 GMT -5
B U T | W E ' R E | T H E | G L A D I A T O R S.
D A H L I A S O T O
DISTRICT1 | SIXTEEN | FEMALE
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D A H L I A S O T O
DISTRICT1 | SIXTEEN | FEMALE
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My mother should not have named me Dahlia - I'm no delicate flower. I knew what bruises felt like before I knew how kisses felt. In a way, they're both kinda the same: sweltering, blooming, a rush of blood beneath hot flesh.
When I fight, I make sure my knuckles leave their mark - sorta like wine stains or my mother's red lipstick on my father's cheek. My parents, they're proud of me. Their own little fighter.
I've taken a fancy to star gazing. When I was smaller, I liked to cup my palms together and catch the pooling light that dripped down my bedroom window. I pretended to drink it, and I would feel myself glowing. Now, I don't play pretend as much, but that's only because I know the starlight is already pumping through my veins, anyway.
Sometimes I feel like there are universes combusting beneath my skin. Other times, I feel as weightless and aimless as dead stars. Either way, I know my bones are made from the ashes of fallen solar systems, and if that's not something to fight for, then I'm not sure what is.
When I fight, I make sure my knuckles leave their mark - sorta like wine stains or my mother's red lipstick on my father's cheek. My parents, they're proud of me. Their own little fighter.
I've taken a fancy to star gazing. When I was smaller, I liked to cup my palms together and catch the pooling light that dripped down my bedroom window. I pretended to drink it, and I would feel myself glowing. Now, I don't play pretend as much, but that's only because I know the starlight is already pumping through my veins, anyway.
Sometimes I feel like there are universes combusting beneath my skin. Other times, I feel as weightless and aimless as dead stars. Either way, I know my bones are made from the ashes of fallen solar systems, and if that's not something to fight for, then I'm not sure what is.
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