'Time to drag your tongue across the sugarcube and hope you get a taste.'

Faith has returned. A little bruised and shattered, but it's there.

I'm applying to colleges in Wolverhampton and hoping to move up there this Summer.

'Remember:
you’re a wreck, an accident; forget the freak, you’re just nature.
Keep the gun oiled and the temple clean; shit, snort and blaspheme;
Let the heads cool and the engine run.
Because in then end everything we do
Is just everything we've done.'