The fact that you can rent an ENTIRE HOUSE for 600 a month in Northern Ireland as opposed to around 170 a week for a tiny, dingy flat in Bristol baffles me
(I don’t miss this person) but it’s so weird how you could literally be with someone, share literally everything, know everything about eachother ect ect, and then suddenly just become strangers. And everything you once knew is all just a distant memory.