Short snippets

She was long past her expiry date. Her skin was no longer young, the age visible in her eyes along with the dark smudged eyeliner. Her fake plasticy face was no longer an object of desire, but instead passerbys looked at her with disgust and pity.
She was no longer beautiful, no longer the bronzed beach babe. Her skin had given in to the years of intense tanning, and the wrinkles and freckles covered her skin.
Age never seemed to be a problem for her. She HAD BEEN young, carefree and beautiful. But it was these easy years of drinking, partying around and drug use that had eaten away at her, welcoming in the age to chip away at her beauty.
As she sat in the middle of the crowded bus, a can of Bourbon in one hand and a cigarette on the other, she felt her life slowly dissolving from her with each puff of smoke.