Something that happened when I was younger, just to clarify. Triggering... Strangulation, you can't breath; wrapped around then squeezing tight the pain, the memories, you just can't fight. Breathing falls upon the neck, silent whispers, and little pecks. Asking me about my day. To heck you cared, you only want your way. Overwhelming smell of paint, hits my nose as you embrace. Eagle eyes, watching over, gaining tips, or just for leisure? "I love you" oh yes, he said, them three words made it all alright. Digging nails into the skin, Ripping out the badness within.