Owned by the Billionaire Beast
I did it a couple of times, and it somehow worked.
I started singing, “Crawling in my skin! These wounds, they will not heal!” I had the lyrics memorized, stuck in my head.
I thought of myself singing in front of Robyn, in the entertainment room with the LP Hybrid Theory playing in the background. She laughed out loud, holding her tummy as I missed a couple of beats because she was too beautiful, distracting me.
“Fear is how I fall, confusing what is real.” It halted. She stared at me in shock, and her image vanished into thin air, replaced with her own scream.
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