Saturday, 16 January 2016

I can't find her

He took her. I fucking know it.

She opened the door just as he started running the taps, and I heard her scream and rushed out and then I went flying.

I woke up no more than five minutes ago, and I'm in a park somewhere. I'm not even sure this is London.

And he's taken my Thia from me.


I'll cut his fucking head off.

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