It's that time of the season again and it's all rushing back at full throttle like a bull with turbojets. Up down up down up down. Tiny things. Sam messed up my bed, I hate him. But in the morning I'll love him. Up down up down up down. A conversation was interrupted and theres a warm spot where I sat in the hallway to moan, groan, and shriek. Up down up down up down. My throat is clogged, my chest covered in goosebumps but boiling on the inside but in the morning I'll be fine. Side to side, left right left right. Knowing you're on the other side of those walls and all I can think is we aren't even related. I'm a roommate with spoils. Now all I do is sway as I wipe my eyes. I'm dizzy with sickness, with fumes and smoke. My stomach heaves ho! Heaves ho! I try not to I try so hard but there it is like puke all over my face! My hair is tied back but am I? Oh no oh no, of course not of course not. I'll run and ramp and scream and shout and stomp my feet and I'll bust my way out!
But the silly part is is thats just the inside. Exterior-wise you'd never guess a thing.
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