Emptied our flat yesterday. Fuck me that’s a job and a half. Two Luton vans and six hours later it’s off to storage.
Supposed to feel sentimental but just wanted to burn it all down after climbing the four flights of satires for what felt like the fifty millionth time that day.
Emptied our flat yesterday. Fuck me that’s a job and a half. Two Luton vans and six hours later it’s off to storage.
Supposed to feel sentimental but just wanted to burn it all down after climbing the four flights of satires for what felt like the fifty millionth time that day.