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And maybe the ones who did would have nothing kind to say.
Somewhere along the way, my mother had become both my best friend and my enemy.
Lying was second nature, easier than the truth, and it somehow always slipped out of my mouth first.
Don’t you think you’re a little too old to spiral so hard from a blip in your routine?
What if this was a huge mistake? What if I got hurt again?
“What are you afraid of?”
“If you’re afraid of failing and succeeding, then what are you left with?”
“Limbo isn’t meant to be permanent,”
People weren’t forgotten just because they weren’t present.
If I made fun of myself first, then it wouldn’t hurt so much when the others eventually did too.
There’s nothing happening between us.
I can’t be your exploration moment.
“That seems to be all I’m good for. I’m just tired of getting used, tired of being a steppingstone in everyone’s path to discovery before they throw me away.”
“Do I feel like a fucking phase, princess?”
“You can’t stay in limbo forever.”
“Now tell me what you want from me, princess,”
“Spread your legs for me.”
“I can feel how wet you are through my pants.”
“Ask me just a little nicer, princess,”
I’d never felt more whole.
“I can’t stay here?”
“This isn’t fair. I don’t want to leave.”
