thewintersoldier

to know what is going on in my life see my last entry:

With her self defeating breathing pattern she welcomes in a cigarette, then collapses her lungs as they press hard to force out the smoke, a smoke that clouds her view of the scene developing around her but shes frigid to the concept, the metal of the barrel clicks against his teeth, She knew if she could sell herself to him, she could keep him coming back hed put it on his tab now she was calling in her debts, but, as she expected he couldnt pull enough strings, and just as he knew, shes not known for compassion and hes been out as well, just trying to make a buck she had left several messages foreshadowing this moment she flicks the cigarette over his head, monitored closely by his darting eyes the same eyes now laced with ashes from the same cigarette so he was foolish with what he had, but who hasnt been he just was unaware of the cost of his actions foolish boy time to pay the piper she grips the handle tighter, and without any clever lines or soft goodbyes, lets his thought paint the wall behind him. What a mess shes made as a result of the mess he got himself into. Shes got debts to pay as well, if she doesnt make it clear, shell turn out like this man or what was that man, that now lies right here. Clean the handle, drop the weapon, leave the room shes got the whole day ahead of her another cigarette as she reaches her car notices the blood sprayed across her hands what a life to lead deep breath step on the gas the guilts behind her