Pain

I bought these pegs from Flying Tiger four years ago. I paid a pound for a net bag containing probably thirty of them, red and black and intended for miscellaneous quirky household uses, and the one clipped to my nipple in the picture above is the last one left. They were ideally suited to be…

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Gifts

I’ve had a difficult day- they’re all difficult days right now, aren’t they? I called in sick to work because I woke up feeling like I had a wet towel slung over my heart for no real reason I could put my finger on, knowing that if anyone were to be angry down at the…

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