It is hard to write this, as I do so the tears stream down my face and drip into my bowl of mayonnaise and scrambled egg.
I used to have one follower on my blog and now I have none.
It's just me now, out here on the internet.
Oh Edward. Where have your fans gone? Your customers? Official affiliates of Womboaks Pty Ltd?
You never thought it would come to this, such a stable business plan crumbling beneath your size ten crocs. In gold.
Where will we go from here? What will all the boats do for work? Why is it that one of my slim converse classics have ripped so heartily at the back but the other hasn't? Do I have a wonky walk? I know I have knock knees, every day I look in the mirror I remember that much.
Oh.
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