Grotesque writing of the day:
I stand underneath the scalding hot shower and wonder how long it would take for my skin to start burning. Perhaps a few hours? How would my skin look until then? I imagine it would start peeling, revealing all the tissue and muscle underneath. My cells would feel as if one fire, red staining the bathtub floor. Maybe my face would melt off, meat and gore emerging from beneath my skin. Water would eventually turn into fire and burn my sorrows away. Would I terrify others if I walked about, crimson liquid dripping from my veins? Would it be horrifying to see my cells burning from water made of fire? Would it be so terrible if I became nothing but melted pool of blood, sweat, and tears? Why be afraid of your own body?
Idk I think I snapped a bit