And so I came home today and all my clothes were laundered and neatly folded on my bed. I could see my mum had left me a beanie, a pink jacket and a travel kit to take to New York. I wobbled and then I was.. trying really hard to be good and adult and not sob all over my neatly laundered clothing.
And that was pretty much it. I was crying over a bottle of mouthwash. Foetal mess that I am. And that's why I miss my parents. After a really long day at work, I know that there are people in the world who care about me and my oral hygiene. It's good to feel loved.
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