Changing
By Mokora
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What can you do? What can you do when she's crawling beneath the skin you're in?
You want to smother her. To rub her out. To be yourself again, but then you realize just how terribly lost you used to be. Now, you're always thinking about something. Self-deterioration, most of all. She sees it as some sort of awakening. You want to break things, but you can't, because she's really not a bitch.
You're changing. You used to hate seeing her bluegreen eye staring back at you through the peep-hole in your front door. You used to hate everything about her, that high-pitched laugh, the clumpy black mascara she wore.
You used to hate her.
How do you tell her that she is a mistress of manipulation?
What can you do?