I think. You think. Everybody thinks. But no one expects what is coming. Everything I thought I had collected behind my stomach and bound up in silence is threatening to burst the dam and spill into the world. Apparently there is only so long you can swallow them down and keep them chained to your rib cage. All of a sudden they decided it was time for the unutterable to be born, and are clawing up my oesophagus, tearing holes in the cartilage of my throat, so that I choke, even as they hiss through my teeth and push against my bottom lip, coming out in a garbled stream, vile and unstoppable. I was learning to life a half life, but now they've ripped the whole world apart.
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