deneezy
Blotches. Like thick, oozing blotches on my face when I ate that peanut. Red and itchy, big and lumpy. A sign of my weak body.Those blotches.
Ragged. Like a ragged doll. A torn shirt. An old house. An old house with creaky boards, dusty countertops and ragged curtains. Curtains that are the color of his eyes, green like grass, but now dull - ragged. Mold has made its mark; holes now penetrate the ragged curtains.