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TIFU by shoving tic tacs down my dick

Well not today but yesterday I (18M) shoved 2 tic tacs down my peehole.Please don't ask I guess I'm just dumb as hell.The first one came out just fine.I guess the second one was long enough in there and managed to dissolve in a way to have 2 edges and able to cut the inside somewhere at the very end when it came out.It came out a bit red and like 2 or 3 drops of blood came out, as well as after the first time i peed.

It still hurts when i pee and I don't know really if it will heal by itself, I'm just praying cause i really would rather live with this forever than tell someone. Can anyone tell me if it will? Google says either rarely it heals at all or it takes 3-6 weeks but according to google i also had lung cancer when i coughed so yknow... I think we all know googling medical things isn't really a great idea in the majority of cases.It seems like its a very small cut.

TL;DR: a tic tac cut me inside my pp and now I'm fucked ig.

Edit: i will just add this cause I mightve let a lot open to interpretation.
I was just curious of the sensation of sounding
Yes it was mint, funnily enough it wasnt a painful minty sensation.
It only hurts when i pee
It wasnt deep there at all and i could barely feel it fore some reason
ITS A TIC TAC, i wouldnt have guessed it would dissolve so quickly, let alone make 2 edges, let alone be able to cut, its a tictac bruh..

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