Liar liar, the end of the road is soon for people that I formerly called friends; I'm shacked up here in Greenfields being a right little curtain twitch-er and hoping that all was said in a haze of alcohol rather than people having any real intentions. Its been a long day, one that should have ended far earlier, with less of this shit to deal with. I'm in the right need for a cigarette, but have neither the money nor the ability to leave the house to surcum to these needs. Bubble bath is in need!
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