The feels came a-knocking today.

I told them to bugger off.
I wasn’t in the mood.

They were meant to be banished- back to their “country”, innit…

They looked at me and said, “Bit rude, that, love. You can eff off.” Because, apparently my heart is their country, and they’re here to stay. And apparently, “Ain’t nowt I can do about it.”

The feels are sooo much ruder than I am and don’t follow or at the very least, listen to bloody instructions.
They just look down their snooty noses and do whatever the fuckity fuck they want to do.

They can do one though, because I truly am not in the mood for ’em.

#BloodyFeels