gloss replaced by crimson, she’s never been a neat feeder. she’d gotten annoyed, teenage boy following behind her & tugging at her skirt in obnoxious persuasion. she hated perverts. lost in her temper, she feasts. springtime goddess, she smells of fruit and looks of sunshine. her lungs are filled with roses and her intestines are in the shape of ribbons, yet even girls with heaven in their arms and light in their eyes get tempted by their own insatiable hunger---- it’s no help when the guy’s a jerk, either !
eventually her anger subsides and is replaced with overwhelming guilt. this always happened. she succumbs to her temptations and then immediately regrets it. how would god react, seeing her like this ? she tries so hard to be divine, worthy in the name of the lord, yet she is so easily aroused by darkness. ugly girl, you’ll never be accepted into the light. you’re so stupid. stupid. stupid.
then, she sees him. panic replaces guilt, creating a nauseating concoction in her stomach. ‘ i didn’t mean to--’ she begins, but she did. luckily, the boy wasn’t dead. ‘ call an ambulance, ‘ she’d leave before they got there, but she didn’t want him to die. ‘ please. ‘ she pleads. / @lackinghumanity
