at least a dog could understand commands . meanwhile marla doesn’t seem to understand boundaries . so deprived of love she seeks it in the bodies of men she doesn’t know . a dance with a stranger . she compared it to cinderella at a time . the condom being the glass slipper . worn once then thrown away . marla herself could compare to a condom . bought easily , worn and used , then tossed to the street without a care . without a worry .
a psychologist could pick and prod at her brain and find the answer lies within … hmm what’d they call it ? daddy issues . isn’t that the go to for women with problems . a diagnosis these doctors love to joke about . sons and daughters plagued with a mind that knows nothing of a love they’ve be deprived of . mothers and fathers abandoning their children ; either literally or emotionally . it leaves a scar , but it’s evident .
“ do you find yourself relating to a thrift store ? ” harsh words strike . he’ll smile , looking down at the freshly brewed pot he just made . hand goes to pour it into a mug . the black liquid settles within it’s confined surroundings . soon enough he’s looking over his shoulder at her . “ do you yourself , find that you are unwanted and recycled ? ”
speaking of recycle ... we argue , we fight , we fuck , i leave . i am in control . i control my choice , i control whether or not we are fucking . always tossed to the side like yesterdays trash . used and abused then poof . the feelings shared in a room are sealed . lips zipped shut . the key unlocking this little relationship had jagged edges . she’d always cut her finger trying to open him up . , but he always opened the door . so eager to be between thighs .
but it’s something she’s grown used to . head tilts to get a better view of his smile . pearly whites perfectly alined . sometimes it was surprising that tyler was so “ perfect ” looking . a man who had his shit together , yet he also looked lost . maybe you’re broken like us . she’ll scoff at his comments . though theres a pang in her heart . so cold , so confusing , i can feel that i’m losing .
quick and snappy . marla rolls her eyes . what better way to bond with a man you take interest in than insulting each other . why do we go back and forth like this ? one minute he’s kind , caring , human . the next he’s heartless and has his walls built beyond the earths atmosphere . oh marla , the doc will see you now . she deserves an award for the shit she deals with . “ what does it matter ? whatever we do , whatever we throw away ? it’s value is lost . you throw away a shirt that means nothing to you anymore . it’s old and tattered . someone else finds it and brings it back to life . ” it’s unreal how he can’t grasp certain things i say . so self involved .
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