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I’m Hours, and I’m an alcoholic.
It’s a shame to start out this way. I wish it could be ‘My name is Hours and when you meet me I am 24 years old and dancing precariously on the hard, thick snow of a Prague winter’- Or, ‘When you meet me I am 17 years old throwing my body around to Girls Not Grey’ on the stickiest pub floor in Weymouth’. 328 more words