I’d love to be as bottled up as Sid.
I’d love to be as manipulative as Tony.
I’d love to fuck anybody like Michelle does.
I’d love to be so beautifully messed up like Cassie.
I’d love to be as drug-fucked as Chris.
I’d love to be as subtly naughty and strong as Jal.
I’d love to be as entirely fucked up as Effy.
I’d love to have as few worries as Anwar.
I’d love to be as sexual as Maxxie is when he kisses that boy who was chasing him in the dark.
For now, I’ll just be me. An open book with hardly as many problems, drugs or sexual partners as any of these wonderfully captive characters have.
30 weeks, 3 days