woke up and there is blood ALL over my pillow. guess i yanked on my industrial wrong during the night because its fuckin bleedin

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woke up and there is blood ALL over my pillow. guess i yanked on my industrial wrong during the night because its fuckin bleedin
consequencies of my actions (ate too many tortilla chips) (tummy Bad.)
I AM NOT DISFRUTA LA ISLA I AM CRYING.
I'm like if icarus was in the modern world and was born a girl
Thinking "yeah I got this" and then be dying on the floor in pain
“Your hands are too dirty, too tainted to be clean.”
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For a long while, Kaz stays silent. He finds himself glancing towards his gloved hands, unable to find a proper thing to say as his grip on his cane grows tighter.
It doesn’t take much longer for Kaz to scoff and turn on his heel, quickly making his way off to someplace else. He doesn’t know where, but he doesn’t want to stir in those thoughts for much longer.
He knows.
my throat hurts from yelling.