Pringles for breakfast, liquid lunch, drugs for dinner: feel ill, wonder why.
Tag: fuckup
Uh-Oh
I promised myself that it would never get this bad, that I would never live this way. But it’s happened, … More
Skool
I am still here, in this town that I’ve spent so long trying to leave. I love this city, the … More
Argentina
You know when you’re on the bus and you’re coming back from the supermarket (because, after 4 attempts, you finally … More
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