
Peering over my boyfriend’s shoulder, I saw a pink viscid mess: a mixture of toothpaste, blood, spit, and what appeared to be bits of human flesh. “Those…
Peering over my boyfriend’s shoulder, I saw a pink viscid mess: a mixture of toothpaste, blood, spit, and what appeared to be bits of human flesh. “Those…
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