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I'M BACK ON MY BULLSHIT

KHVLID

Ripped tights / Brazilian weave / Tattoo on her tit and her sleeve / she can feel me on her neck as I breathe...

- KHVLID

EXPANATION NO.1

8 hours ago death was near, but now love just walked in the room She sheds a tear - I say nothing but my heart felt so much lighter knowing that she’s finally here… Jumping on that bike was like tempting fate…but I’m alive / death came and it chased / I grab a hold of Luck; I escaped bruised, blood on my gums a salty taste, some broken bones the glass that savaged my face. I realized if that had been my ending - what a waste all the words to those that lay in thought in a state of pending.

EXPLANATION: In the early hours of the morning about 3am to be exact I had a motorbike accident in Streatham (South London) where I nearly died. I broke my knee, my wrist and my leg and had severe cuts and scars on my body, my face was completely cut and underneath my skin was left glass as I had gone through the back window of the car before the bike lifted me up and threw me over the top. Since that 3a.m until 10:30 in the morning I was completely alone the first familiar face I saw since being in the hospital bed was my Girlfriend's it was like a relief like the heavy feeling I had felt since the accident which was a combination of thoughts and physical pain - was relived the minute she walked in, she smiled awkwardly and shook her head, her eyes were welling up and a tear rolled her cheek; she wiped it with the edge of jumper sleeve that was already covering her hand mitten like, it was something she always did. She stood over me and squeezed my hand. The lump in my throat was choking.