cartilage raze it wasn't quite a naked_nosebleed, but it was as close as i ever came. i can still see concerned eyes and feel a soft hand on my shoulder. i pressed a balled-up tissue against angry cartilage until it hurt to breathe. i think it was our first night together. it seemed right that something i thought i'd outgrown would come back to haunt me when what i wanted most was to be strong. instead of whispering half-heard promises in a bed that was already falling apart, i stood and bled with my head above the basin i'd just washed my face in. this is what the strongest memories are made of. fear and love. 240223 what's it to you? who go blather from