Cooped up all day, starting to get a bit of 'cabin fever'.
I could go into town.
I could do some shopping.
Maybe take a walk in the summer sun.
Maybe stop off at the pub for a drink.
I could be sociable.
But everyone's dead, and hungry.
This morning I woke up and realised I wasn’t who I thought I was. I’m not sure who I was, but it wasn’t me. I sat up, confused and distraught for…
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I could tell from the moment she walked into my office she was trouble. She had legs all the way up to her armpits, tits til’ Tuesday week and an…