Grip onto Reality

I’m trifled with feelings. What is this boy doing with those emotions that belong to me. Me with the atrocious poison oak hardening on my skin and he is still by my side. Oh, what a guy, this Swed.

Trampled by my own self.
In a flurry of feelings.
Makes me want to vomit.
Feelings, bah!

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