Plastic Ring


Plastic ring

Yeah, August was a dark month. I lost the plot a bit, you know? Spent weeks just chasing moths. They’re fun for a while, the moths, stupid fun, but, well. The kind of stupid fun that leaves you feeling all empty inside. And the emptiness just eats away at you, gnawing at your soul like I used to gnaw at fresh Iams. And you need to hit rock bottom to realise what’s going on. To realise that moths aren’t the answer. To see how easy it is to take good things for granted.

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