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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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Walk The Fire
Sunday, August 5, 2012 @ 5:01 PM
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After a very very odd vacation, and having been back for quite a while someone important to me and I looked into my ex.
Who turns out to be a woman. Who is still claiming she's a man, one of like 6 or something idk. She keeps changing her story and it's very creepy to be quite honest.

Looking back on it, I really didn't care as much about "him" as I thought I did. When you have to force yourself to say nice things and come up with things to say it's sort of a sign that shit isn't and wasn't what you thought it was. I'm really not upset about any of it being 100% over. I'm relieved. I don't have to think of some way to end it without destroying him. I can work on what I want to work on, and it's just easier not having to be miserable all the time.



I'm an impatient person. I freak out and I assume the worst and that's often really a bad thing. But it's something I don't know how to change right now. I don't know how to turn off the worrying. I don't know how to let it all just come easy and to take a deep breath and know it will all be okay. It's kind of scary stepping into that. You don't know where the ledge is or how deep the water is and you're just trusting that you can swim even though you think you forgot how.

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