Mollie is my sexy ginger. Her black torn jeans hug her thighs close as if she is the only thing between life and death. Her red hair seems to be awakening from a deep, dark slumber of jet black dye. She appears to have black eyeliner tattooed on her eyelids, always perfect and never fading. Her skin seems to have constant battles with the sun, occasionally losing leaving behind the red stain of shame. The battle scars illuminate her past, describing every horrible moment as they slowly fade away, being replaced with new God given ones. Her brows seem to fade into the back, awaiting the moment her red hair fully awakens, to regain its rightful place above her emerald eyes.
September 20, 2012