Cadela

twenty

» twenty

The feeling all over my body had disappeared.

The old Melanie had disappeared.

And was never coming back,

Neither was my innocence.

I don't regret doing the things I did,

Craving to the person I am right now is what I wanted.

I'm happy.

I'm happy being touched, gripped, caressed by random guys. I feel wanted, a feeling that is very unfamiliar to me.

I usually get ignored. It's impossible to get acknowledged by everybody around me. I'm simple, basic. With a bundle of fishes in the sea, when fished, I'm the one they throw back into the sea and not keep. Then again, no fish wants to be kept - horrible analogy.

But now, but now...

They want me.

All I had to was be willing...

Daring...

And experienced...

They want me.

I'm lost.

But I'm fine right where I am.

An annoying vibration keeps happening at my hip, I ignore it. Don't you see I want to be here, where I'm wanted, I get my happy little pill, and I escape.

An escape.

I look at the moving ceiling, I feel his tongue going from my neck, my chest, my stomach...

I'm no longer Melanie.

Who the fuck is Melanie?

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Yeah that didn't go as planned wtf