Category: warm blood and stupid thoughts
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WHY WONT YOU LEAVE
I dream about them a lot. I know I shouldn’t. It’s been almost a year now. I tell you about how often they come back to me through stifled sobs and drunken misdirection, but you keep trying to remind me of what happened to me. I write the words, knowing that you’d tell me to…
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I’M NOT SURE WHERE I AM
I cut my finger the other day. A wine glass broke while I was cleaning it, and the stem cut through my pinky and part of my wrist. I panicked when it broke, and tried to avoid getting glass everywhere. I tried clutching it close to me and it tore into me. I know I…
godmade horrors beyond comprehension 