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wsh with bite marks of tiny squeezed together teeth all up and down his arms, legs, shoulders, stomach. pressed into the skin just long enough to make an indent, spit making the pink blooming all over shine in the light. dull ache from the repetitive sensation because someone had too much energy and an oral fixation
The Tingler (1959) -- dir. William Castle
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Oh I hate reading a fic and realizing I have DEFINITELY read that before - and I have DEFINITELY not read it to the end but I do not remember WHY I dropped it back then.
Because it's like, do I trust Past Me and turn back right now? But something about it made me pick it up twice and so far it's not bad and tastes can change or depend on the mood so maybe I'll like it this time around?
But also what if I don't and Past Me was right and I will now waste my time rereading the still good part and then hit whatever made me drop it the first time and I'll drop it again but this time will also be mad at myself for wasting my time on the partial reread?
i dont want to be dramatic but i really think what happened to jax affected my mental health beyond simply being sad about it