writerscreed prompt: an honest mess
an honest mess, bones knitted by worry. sitting on a ledge built of fuzzy, scratchy tension.
honestly, a mess. just a mess standing in front of a girl.
messy, honestly, all the words spilling out, sludge slumped in the corners of text messages. things said, messily, while she’s smiling and tossing her hair, things unsaid, honestly, while her back is turned, while she’s distracted