DurAnorak (duranorak) wrote in wearetheboys,


I am destroyed. I can't go home, I can't sleep, I can't stay awake. I can't stop crying, and for me to admit this here I'm sure you realise just how very tired I am.

Walking home to Emily's tonight I was asked by a charming and hopeful middle-aged gentleman where the local red light district was. I must have a sign around my neck.
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