I mean seriously. Why? Why get up each day and try and put a smile on my face and drag myself through the motions? Does it really benefit anyone? I've had enough frankly. I can't be bothered anymore.
A minor duck deity trapped in human form after an ill-considered spat with a major fish god, Adele stole the identity of a maths student at York and settled into a life of exams, chocolate and books before suddenly falling in love with a fairy princess (now deceased) and spawning the Yorkshire Terror (now a responsible adult somehow).
These days mostly not seen at all, except on Tuesdays when she goes onto campus and pretends to do work
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