I can't handle it. We've nowhere to stay; every lodging we find ends up with rejection as my dad and his latest squeeze Sue aren't actually married. I think it's got something to do with my siblings and I. We're in the way. I mean, couple that with the fact that my father hasn't really ever moved on from getting rejected by Oxford, and my step-mum Sue is a bit peeved she's had kids with her cousin. So, I've decided to finally do something about it. I've just strangled my siblings, and I'm about to coat-hanger myself too. Have left a note: 'done because we are too menny'.
Little Father Time, Oxford, 1895.