A brisk ***** and the blood begins to accumulate around my index finger.
The man smiles, and says "That will do just fine."
Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 10:30 PM UTC
Black lace running up and down my face, my head lost in outer space. First breath after coma, and I can feel my face ache.
Jul 16, 2011
Jul 16, 2011 at 10:14 PM UTC