Still alive, much to say. Mostly funny. Angsty comes in the form of Boyfriend's friends, who were stuck in the fires, had to stay in their dam and watch the fire destroy their house and cars. The hall in their town was also burned down... the same hall where, in a fortnight's time, the family were hosting a benefit to pay for the mother's cancer bills (she's in hospital and terminal). It just peels my face off with horror, what some people have thrown at them,
I'm forcing Boyfriend to give blood with me on the weekend. We've never done it but I have to man the fuck up. I don't 'do' en masse emotional outpourings, but this is fucked.
In other news, living in the country's an absolute rort.
And Melba, bless you. I've been meaning to tell you your comment on the 'Lies' post made for an excellent ending for my piece. xo
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