Yes, free. We're free, finally. Our place is ours, the living room will once again be our living room if you don't pay attention to all the junk being stored here. No more having to wait up and then run downstairs because when it's really really late people double lock the door to the building and it's always really really late when it's time...
yes. Done, that's it. I mean, I'm not counting chickens or anything, I'm not rushing full force ahead without brakes on, I'm not banking on this being done for once and for all..
ok so I am. What I should be doing is holding my breath.. but fuck it. About fucking time!!!
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