tragedyfollows

The highs and lows They are what they are and nothing less. It feels like hospital wards, and half baked crisps - the kind that are just 98 calories a pack This isn’t about health, It’s about the Fear. And being like everyone else ensures safety in numbers. But with people all around you, Do you turn left or right? What kind of impolite illness rears its head in the middle of the night? Mediocre messages and gossip from the night before, makes it very easy to forget the world collapsing, just next door. When concentration is unlikely, can you really come to accept that although things seem ‘hard’ rig