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I carved a pumpkin yesterday. Carved right into my hand. I got so frustrated that blood was getting all over the stupid smile I gave the pumpkin that I just picked it up and smashed it. Then I rubbed pumpkin into my cut, like a mud pack. I heard somewhere that mud packs help heal. I think the pumpkin inside my wound is starting to get rotten, smells comforting; but maggot therapy is gaining popularity in this part of the world so it'll be alright.
I hate this time of year, I just want to be held and be loved. Would it be weird if I baked myself a pie to smash in my own face? I just want to feel you near, like I used to.
I hate this time of year, I just want to be held and be loved. Would it be weird if I baked myself a pie to smash in my own face? I just want to feel you near, like I used to.