“I couldn’t feel a thing. If Mrs Guinea had given me a ticket to Europe, or a round-the-world cruise, it wouldn’t have made one scrap of difference to me, because wherever I sat – on the deck of a ship or at a street café in Paris or Bangkok – I would be sitting under the same glass bell jar, stewing in my own sour air.”
- 15th May 2013 at 11:45pm
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- ©blackandwhite-rainb0w
- #and I would very much like to go back to that time.
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I want to set myself on fire
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