Everything is just boiling over the top. it's just way too hard. way way way too hard.
I miss my dad and my mum and my brother. I miss them all, I really. screwed.
'It's like we're going on a train that's going 200 miles an hour. It'd be so nice to get off. To stand on the platform for just a minute.'
When you cook an amazing dinner and they tell you to eat it yourself first cos no one gives a shit about you or the effort you put in. Then ...
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