located in the small (shithole) town of crawton. outer manchester, north west england kind of area. very awkward place for online boyfriends and MDMA plugs to come visit but oh well.
ft. some of my v real friends and real situations lifted from some of my afterschool detentions, GCSE media classes, getting kicked out of the fucking corner shop for "shoplifting" (bloody tightass security guards fgs) & buying Marlborough cigarettes at the ripe age of 13 and seven months.
please enjoy, i know i didnt haha
read while listening to ultraviolence by ldr, the spongebob soundtrack and yung lean on loop
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.