
Yesterday, I stepped on an exacto knife. I am now incapable to walk. My point is that there was blood EVERYWHERE. I split an artery, so I got blood all over my house. I bled buckets. Literally.
If I was ever grossed out by blood, I never will be again. I don't think I'll ever see that much blood again in my life.
Saturday, September 19
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Posted by Writing Addict at 4:39:00 PM



