am massively depressed
compounded by the fact my landlord has dramatically declared the kitchen out of bounds whilst they dry out the damp
and work is awful, hateful, vile
itching to reload the car and emigrate for ever, for good, never come back. What is the point of being back in London. WHAT IS THE POINT?????
compounded by the fact my landlord has dramatically declared the kitchen out of bounds whilst they dry out the damp
and work is awful, hateful, vile
itching to reload the car and emigrate for ever, for good, never come back. What is the point of being back in London. WHAT IS THE POINT?????