Pretty girl. Nice dress that shows off her legs. Just below her left knee, on the inside, sits a bruise the size of a dollar coin. Looks like a slightly faded ink spot. Like a slightly overripe banana.
I have met perfect people like you all my life your ong, straight, golden strands framing a flawless porcelain face I’ve met you again, and again always ending the same you are too perfect and I’m far too bitter at you and your beauty and your boyfriend and your job and your car and yourContinue reading “spitting in your perfect face”