let you go,
the same time. "
I recently got Sims.
I made all my friends have sex with each other and now I’m scared I’m weird.
You’re not hungry
There’s a growing knot in my stomach
And it’s plaiting itself into my organs
A cancerous cinching curious thing
A tumescent, overwhelming emotion
I am enveloping inside out
The heat in my cheeks prickles
My toes curl under and breath shortens
I am utterly under your spell
You laid eyes on me
I am undone
This sense of impending doom is really getting hard to ignore
Why does my stomach feel like it’s been stapled and knotted? Arghhhh