They say depression makes the world dull, dull to the point where you feel like the world around you is colourless to the point where you're just lost in a depressive abyss in the darkest corner of your mind. I myself know that for sure.
But hey, Im unironicly quirky, have a uniqueness complex and I'm mentally ill, what more do u want?
Oh and I took the phrase fuck the tories the literal and I mean literal way
This is a story involving Callum, Dan, and Cam, and an exiting event that occurs whilst moving from a council house, to an actual, genuine, real, house.