"WHAT?!" The print on my arm reads.

Angrily.

Supposedly the first word my soulmate will ever say to me.


I can't see red.

Or rather, crimson.

The color of blood.

It's just... gray.

I was told that I would be able to see it when I met my soulmate's eyes for the first time, but I don't really believe the stories.

But then again, I have my tattoo, so maybe it's not all made up.


"Hey there, beautiful. Why're you so angry?"

This smooth motherfucking line is supposed to be said by my smooth ass soulmate, whoever the fuck they may be.

Can't wait.


I can't see the color purple.

It really sucks.

Purple's my favorite color.

Besides black.

And green.

Like lime green.