Tag Archives: friendship

My emotions; my friends.

Frankly, I have a friend. Everybody tells me I should dump this friend, dump them good and proper, but I like this friend (tautology?), I like them a lot. I’m not sure when we met but as far as I … Continue reading

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Solitary sisterrrr

Frankly my dear, This week I celebrated my first birthday in C-Town in splendid solitude – I worked alone, ate my disgusting¬†lunch kebab (damn you Ali Baba for convincing me to come back yet again to see if this time … Continue reading

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