Desperate.

We had to stab our way into a can with a tent peg (sharp thingy) then use a fork to cut through the lid to get into it, as it was one of our only food sources given to us by a friend, running out of food.

Today was weird, wanted to come home, so we did.

But shit kicked off with bex's family when she got home, and i'm home fine, but my mummas quite ill and i'm sad.