Don't panic mymymy love, it's just the terrors of olga.

...And my body doesn't like you anymore. Whenever I see you, my arms will be like "AHHH!" and smack you across the face, while my mouth is like, "NOO! I AM SORRY MY LOVE!" Then my hips will lurch in your direction, with an impact that will cause you to fall to the ground...And the mouth says "NO! STOP!" yet you still fall "OH, FOUL PARTS!" My own feet will kick you, kick you, kick you blindly; and I will grow HORNS! From...from...from...[where should I grow horns?] my HEAD! Beating you senseless, senseless, senseless..."I AM SORRRYYY!"