The Scorpion

And i decided i would no longer pursue you romantically, for it had become a selfish pursuit. and what a wonderful way to view it; that you the character yourself, you who held the deadly sting, are not at fault; but I?

When to love a Scorpio requires an abdgenation of self.

Our presence around each other heightens every attribute we despise about one another. You, icy and unmoved by my hurt, and I, master of the melodramatic sulk.

 

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