flames.

i hated her so much..
there were flames, flames!
on the side of my face.
breathing, breathless,
heaving breaths,
heaving breaths. -Mrs. White

i don't think i've ever felt so angry towards one single person as i do towards him.

rusty around the edges

Clenched fists
Tinted windows
Tongue in check
Small exalting flame kept in dark hollows of my chest.
Will not smoke.

what's a girl to do?