As I listen to the new Grimes song, I look down at my arm and see each hair rising like Dracula from his coffin as a transparent flame engulfs the skin.
I run to the the mirror to see if I’m really seeing what I’m seeing, and see my irises spinning like two tumble-dryers.
I feel like I’m about to vomit.
I don’t vomit instead there is a small nuclear explosion vaporising most of my clothing and a few ornaments above the fireplace there is also a pretty big hole in the ceiling turns out my ass is atomic and shaking it has caused a catastrophic chain reaction worthy of a Sayan
Srry guyz /