*slosh* everyone left this morning on the train. nobody thought about me as they were leaving. nobody ever thinks about poor old ugly, miserable, moping, moaning myrtle! no one decorates my u-bend with holly and fairy lights! no one comes a-caroling to my bathroom! no one asks, "oy, myrtle, would you like some hot cocoa?" but if they did, i
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