“ what’s wrong? what happened?”
CLOROX . && . PEROXIDE PERFUME A HOUSE * ! * it’s phantom lingerings affect; cloying in a throat, clogging. stringent, it brims eyes, turning honeyed hues red rimmed . && . watery. flashes remind, the cost worth the pay off. such an awful mess ! between floorboard crimson leaked, wood stained, bathed in a darkened lacquer, ingrained between the grains, a rich viscous film. now barren, NOTHING remains, bar a scent.
delicate french tips strobe though loose chignon strains. a smile spreads, sweetened, a true saccharine. au natural, it rises with ease. her precious babes… her perfect little angels…. even now….
SHE’D come. all good-d two shoes intention’s. with pained brows; all downturned . && . mournful. ‘ MS TILLY, IT’S GLENDA… ’ such dreadful things she said. well, that wouldn’t do. she just had to go ! a mothers love holds no bounds, there’s nothing she wouldn’t do for her children, NOTHING ! “ OH, IT’S NOTHING SWEET-FACE * ! * just a little spring cleaning... you ever look at something, . && . you realise you are just you’re sick to DEATH of looking at it, well, that’s how i feel about this stuff. ”
. ♡ . the shining ask meme; accepting
