Every morning and night when I brush my teeth, I see before me a pretty pink and white mix of foam as I spit into the basin. At first it was a little shocking to see my own blood before me on such a regular occurrence, but in time, as with everything; my attitude towards it paled, and fear grew into an admiration and appreciation- it is so fascinating to watch blood spill in saliva; merging and fighting like water and oil. Then I press the tip of my tongue against the back of my newly exposed gums and let it linger to capture the taste.
Well, you learn to love what you cannot stop.
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