fleabag: bad, sloppy life, can't handle it, can't take care of oneself, is disgusted by others, black rubs against the color of wavelet, brewing embarrassment and sadness that can be seen everywhere. Except for her, everyone has their own name. everybody say love her but nobody on her side. When they thought that there were cracks in the siege, the imprisoned guinea pigs and noble white cats could go to find the dawn of freedom, and sister Claire returned to the hypocritical and lascivious brother-in-law, ex no Nostalgic for the little dinosaur that was deliberately shelved, his father was weak and incompetent under the control of the smiling tiger stepmother, and Fleabag stood on the side of the road in a trance, facing the haggard and pale Xiaobo across the traffic. "I am fucking my family. I am fucking my friendship." Fleabag is an outlier in the crowd, people seem to be normal, depressed people seem to be able to do well in the gray normal social circle, only she shows a sly smile, chaos like Zombies.
thats london life.
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