Hello Stranger

Friends. They really were my friends.

my veneer of strength rising up enough to keep me steady, even though my insides were spaghetti.

I mean, I had scars and birthmarks, and Liam always used to joke how my stomach did this weird jiggle when I rolled over. Embarrassing.

Alopecia.

Dr Hall had alopecia.

I felt fucked. Truly fucked

Liam’s dick could go suck itself, I wanted Mythago Wood.

There she was, sitting on the opposite side of the carriage – just a few seats ahead, staring out through the window at the world outside.