I swallowed. It burned my throat traveling down my chest. It pushed back, full force, violently seeking a way out of my mouth. Clenched teeth, trembling fingers pressed hard on red-stained lips, I kept forcing it down until my heart started to bleed. Anxiety spread like wildfire to the tip of my toes reminding me of how much this body was starting to slip away from me.
I woke up this morning with an uncontrollable urge to rip my skin apart.
Part time lover... 