Essence was enjoying a quiet walk in the park with a warm cup of coffee. It was about mid day and she was wearing light grey low crotch sweat pants, a band T-shirt under a baggy fall out boy sweat shirt. She hasn't straightened her hair so she let her frizzy unkept waves down and tied a bandana in her hair. He was biting her lip roughly and thinking rather intensely. She sat on a bench and looked at the sky. She was feeling especially self contious today. No make up. Bags under her eyes from dehydration. She shivered in the cold wind. She was rather lonley but she always was. No one ever seemed to look part her appearence and just want to get to know her. And she had convinced herself no one ever would.