aprilhenry (aprilhenry) wrote,

One for Art

For all the writing I do about blood, I'm kind of squeamish about seeing mine leave me. Especially when it was supposed to have stopped bleeding and started welling up and running down my arm. I went all tharn, like there was nothing I could do to stop it.

On the bright side: Pint = Pound, world around = I've either lost weight or can eat a bunch of junk food!

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