Welcome, to my place where I sharing writings. Content warning: there will probably be blood, maybe some curse words, but definitely blood. I love blood. (sry, this current has the same style as the blog page, I'll work on that)
BLANK SRY, COME BACK LATRR
BLANK SRY, COME BACK LATRR
"I remember walking out infuriated. Blood was leaking out of my hairline. I placed my hand over it and it immediately was soaked. I thought I was going to die: my vision blurred, the night lawn was consumed in a palpable darkness, but the porch light was like heaven peering through the tunnel of my pupils. I placed my other hand on my head, now both were soaked in red. My last memories were looking at my blood soaked hands, and at that moment, I smiled; like a sarcastic smile you'd give to someone you secretly despise. After that I blacked out. I don't remember anything past that.
I'm sorry. Really sorry."
"Don't be sorry. Please."
"Yeah, I have to remember, it's not my fault. Of course."
"I can help."