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Life Of A Part-Time Mermaid

"when you threw me to the wolves that night,
did you think they’d find me easy to swallow?
you’ve loved me more than the others; you know i claw and scream on the way down.

of course i bit back. i learned to love the moon.
i wore wolf skins as easily as my own.
i growled at death and watched him run.

please know that if you feel the hair rise on the back
of your neck, sense a shadow in the bathroom
mirror, find eyes in the thick of night, i am here.

i do not hunger after you.
i imagine you’ll taste exactly as i remember: sour, chalky, gritty. dirt under my nails.
i will be bored of this form soon.

i suggest next time, you try feeding me to dragons. — A STUDY IN SURVIVAL | m.c."

Me
I've been broken, I've loved and I've been hurt. A best friend, a hard worker, a loyal lover. I am simply human.

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Undertow
Friday, November 25, 2011 @ 7:53 PM
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I hate when you make me feel so insignificant. You don't try, you try not to nearly all of the time, but you don't realize how hard it is to read things and have this jealous and easily hurt girl inside who feels so much and so intensely.
I hate reading about your girlfriend, even if they're directed at me because all things considered I'm not. You have one of those, and she's not me. I'm not important, I'm nothing and if anyone asked that's exactly what I'd have to tell them "I am no one". I understand not wanting to hurt someone, I do. I know how hard it is to chance crushing someone's world, but sometimes the damage is greater than when nothing is said.

I hate wanting all of these things that I can't do. It frustrates me but I never want to say anything out of fear of pissing you off because it's something I bring up so often. I know it's not easy on anyone, and it's a shitty situation but god how I wish it was just over. I wish I'd finally have what I've been waiting and hoping for so long. Sometimes I can have the best of days and it doesn't bother me, the days when you put everything in you can just to show me how loved I am. But there are days when I'll get in a mood or a funk and it all slides downhill from there.

One question, post or my brain going off on it's own and I put myself into this nauseating, headache inducing funk that makes me feel like I am nothing and no one. Sometimes I feel like things won't change because you're such a caring person that you can't stand to hurt her. But you don't realize just how much you're hurting me. You're all I want, and I know that might seem silly but it's true.

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