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Dogs (TW)

The smell of blood was the first sign....


The thick liquid rushing down my arms and legs, never stopping, an endless flow of red and black. It was a sight that could make anyone go queasy, but all i could feel was the shock. Pain hitting again and again with the small daggers tearing through scarless flesh.

How could I not have noticed? all this time I was being eaten, chewed, and swallowed and I didn't notice? He was the reason for this, for my misery, the endless biting and swallowing of thick fat and grease. 

I wish i could sink into oblivion, no one can see the sight of my face, my skin, my trauma. The faint scars, even gone from view, still burn in my mind as the pain filled me with somewhat dopamine.

Numb.... Numb is all i feel, i can't cry, i can't laugh, i cant even react as his hand reaches up my half eaten thigh now burning with maggots. 

"I'm all you need, you don't need anyone else but me."

I can't seem to care anymore, maybe he was right, who would want me.....

He hand reaches closer, closer than ever, and the panic straights to swim through me.

Let go, swim, dissociate, anything to help the worse pain yet to come... A pain that you can never seem to truly forget.

- Gabs


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