Oversized Sweaters and Oreos
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Last published Sun, Aug 16, 2015
"Do you ever just feel like your life and everything is going so well and then there's a sudden change of events and everything is collapsing? Well I have, and it was at that moment I realised that everything was collapsing when I just put on an oversized old sweater and grabbed a box of Oreos."
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