Oh, to be a mermaid.
Find out where my mer-gina was and have amazing mermaid/human sex with Leroy. With my pretty pink fin. Maybe or maybe not a little yellow shell bikini top or something. Swimming in the sea all day with my merman by my side. Hang out in an octopus's garden in the shade. Surrounded by friendly mermaids and sea creatures who didn't know of rude, self-centered, petty behaviour. And nobody would fry and eat me because, well, you should never eat fried mermaids. Not ever.
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Weird, yea. I feel weird. Honestly, I feel like such shit. I thought this day would be easier since I know for sure Leroy is coming back home to me early tomorrow morning, but he hasn't been allowed to text me while he fishes with his family for most of the day. I need to hear his voice. I feel fucking incomplete. And my best friend is a self-centered, apathetic bitch who could care less about who she hurts and how bad. I feel more guilty than she does, and it's just all adding up to be too much and I fucking hate it. I'm so stressed about other shit, too. I just know that can I push past all of this once Leroy gets back. I can't believe he has to start schule so soon. I can't believe how long I have gone without talking to him. What does this have to do with being a mermaid? Well, it's like wanting to be a cat. No worries. Swim or sleep all day in the beautifiul ocean. I could have Leroy all to myself. Everybody else would learn to be better people, as would I. I don't know what to do with myself. I pray this night speeds by.