Ah Jesus, I fucking bit him. Through his sleeve. With the adrenalin and stuff I don't know if I drew blood or not. Just my luck to catch HIV or something.
Un Fucking believable.
Well I'll have to get an HIV test anyway next month before I leave for Thailand.  Fuck.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I called Mom, but she said just to get tested every couple of months and try not to think about it.  Not much I can do about it now.
Fuck.  So this is how I go?  
Unfucking believable.
 

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