so two weeks ago my brother got his tonsels taken out
and then immediately after that he got pnemonia and coughed up all of his stiches, and swallowed a bunch of blood, which made him throw up, and made his throat tear even more.
we had to call an ambulance because he wouldn’t stop bleeding. he is okay now, but. i had to basically pull the inside of his throat out of the sink..
which i honestly didnt really mind. but i felt really bad throwing it away. just because it was like, a part of my brothers body. like, the interior of his body. throwing away his throat would be like.. throwing away his arm.
so i saved it in a bag instead and told myself i would figure out what to do with it later.and the color of the blood just kept getting prettier and prettier…
….
but i was just sitting at my desk, listening to the new future, painting my toenails neon orange with golden moons and i was thinking, “man.. i just took a shower. maybe i shouldnt have eaten lucky charms for breakfeast? my breath smells really bad.. “
and then i was like….. “…..nooo.. it’s not my breath…. ” it is my brother’s throat.
so.. i am going to hide it in the garage. but in the very likely chance that my mom finds it and throws it away or the dog finds it, i thought i would scan my brother
i dont know if this is art or something that i wish didn’t smell so bad so i could sleep with like a stuffed animal
