I've lost touch with people who I love more than life itself.
This terrifies me.
Neilo and Si were my best friends by far — by far! — when I was in England. Now I have to compromise my job just to get enough time to call any of them.
This is nuts. I hate it.
I love this country, and the people here, but I've got to assert a better life. I don't even have a place to live cos of the collective fuck-ups of my uni and the agencies here. I'm fed up of *that* aspect.
Give me strength. I know it'll be worth it :o)
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