You know that "doomed" feeling you get when your heart sinks to your rectum and you feel the urgent need to shit your heart out because it's causing your blood to stop flowing to your head? Your ass tensed and you feel stupid, anxious and you desperately need to run out of somewhere; anywhere before you crap in your pants and make things worse and you realized your heart's been racing the past hour but there's no sign of the black and white finishing line.
Yeah, that, now. Jesus. No, I wasn't referring to faeces. I was referring to you and you.
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