Halls cough drops told me to Get Back in the Game....

So here I am.  

After not posting for lik over a week.  

I was not being P Meggy the Misanthropist, I swear.  I was merely ducking my head in shame after the debacle that was "Liberated."  I'm going to edit, don't fret....

Where is P Meggy's story??  How many of you have asked that??  I have!!  "The Drink in my Hand" is lik my favorite song ever, so....

HURRY UP!!  I say that in the most loving way possible.  

So my school has a literary magazine that is put out lik once a year or something and I'm going to submit something (a poem and a short story) and I'm already nervous.  How does that happen??  I put crap all over the internet, but i get nervous about submitting it for a publication that's going to be read by all of not many people??  

To go along with that, anyone have a suggestion for which story and/or poem I should submit?   

Speaking of stories and poems, here's this.  R&R!!

Some Kind of Masochist

You wonder if you're some kind of masochist
You wonder if he got gist
And you wonder what you were really saying

You wonder how long it will be this time
Before he lies, plagiarizing the rhymes
Because it was all lies, right?

You wonder why he could distract you from that one
Even though that connection is pretty much gone
Because it's been two months and it's not getting easier

You wonder if he's happy without you
You wonder if other he is too
Because you're not fine without one

You wonder why it hurts when you talk near him
Because you know that he does listen
Even though you know it was never you

You wonder where it will all go from here
How hurt you'll get before the coast is clear
And who will throw in the towel first

You wonder why you sit writing poetry at night
You wish, for a second, you actually had a life
But then you might have to let go

You wonder how he could be so right for you
But so beyond indifferent too
How you are wrong for him

You know why it hurts to breathe when heartbreak comes up
Maybe just simple talk of love
So you head for the hills, hermit, coward

You know they both left you behind
And one was horrid, the other sublime
And you wonder if you're some kind of masochist

Hasta la Bye Bye from CatCooper<3

P.S. P Meggy's least favorite word is elope....

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