Heart Guts


      Well, I decided real quick I was gunna pick my trust up and iron out the wrinkles. I was willing to. I wanted to. I had been hooked right through the heart and it hurt too much to pull away. There was really no way to dislodge the stupid thing either, cos’ if I did I’d probably spill heart guts all over the place. Know what the problem with spilling your heart guts out? Well first, you gotta clean it up after, all by yourself. I’m sure someone, somewhere had help with heart guts, but for me, it was definitely all just me. And second, once your heart guts are all poured out, you’re like an Oreo Cookie with no cream filling. No middle, no Oreo. Just two chocolate wafers; and that’s just really dry.

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