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We're not witches. We're the bogeymen and angels that walk the thin seam of the two worlds, like cats on high-wire beams.
Assassins. Peacekeepers. A secret government that's a two-way mirror.
How can it not be bothering you though?" she asked.
"Beer, whiskey, and an invisible wall," I lied.
Didn't you feel the tension you slithering whore?
Wouldn't you like to know," I smiled. "I travel. Shit happens.
See, I'm still witty even when I'm half-dead.
You noticed something was off Saturday night, didn't you? I mean, outside of the fact that there was a stupid dark fae trying to hone in on someone that she could sink her baby snake teeth into? Nic and I may not be together, but we are each other's. Didn't you feel the tension you slithering whore? We gravitate and revolve around one another like suns and moons, the earth being what keeps up apart.
I wish the death of one could bring back another.
Yeah you do. It's called get your ass registered and don't eat and litter. Rules are simple here," I said.
"I never really did care for rules. And I'm new, I don't know better.
Bodies and mind register, but the dick still does the thinking. Men.
Circe's got everything on you, bitch.
Falling asleep with hopes and wishes that I rarely get to hold in my hand for long ... go me. All I've got are memories and secrets.
I have loved many men, but only one in real life. All of the other men who have ever stolen my heart in more than friendship, are in books.
A girl needs to eat ... ," she said.
"A girl needs to follow the rules here, or she gets axed.
Sometimes, falling back on or using an old method or habit, is like sliding into a pair of worn running shoes and a corset. Doesn't make sense to others, but it's not for them. It's what keeps you together, what keeps you going.
My arm clutched one of my other pillows to my chest like a child with a teddy bear, a soul pressing its missing lover to her bosom.
Guess everything with real love is going to be super fucked up and fuck the people up until they can't be fucked no more and then some.
This isn't then though. This is my hometown. A place where your business aired to the public, and often before the newspaper ever got a hold of it. A place where a façade was an art.
