Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will
Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will
Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will
Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will
Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will
Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will
Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will
Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will
Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will
Ten years of being sick. Next year I want a balloon. >tfw no balloon Tough luck, mate, better luck next time. I am not okay. I thought I’d gotten to the point of adjusting and accepting everything, but fuck, I am not okay. In two years, I will