No one warns you about how dried blood flakes and glistens like glitter that you just can’t seem to get off.
No one tells you how fingerprints and hands slide over the surface paint desperation and fear that refuse to be ignored..
No one tells you how it all smells like metal or makes your stomach turn.
No one tells you it will eat into the enamel on your vehicle.
No one tells you. I may never tell anyone either because it hurts my heart so much to say out loud.
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