i am over this. over it over it over it over it. if i have to look at another already opened jar in the cupboard or have to get in the shower with a bag over my hand so i dont get the stupid bandages wet, or if i have to spend half an hour wrapping my fingers together so that the ache rattles down to a double edged sword on either side of my palm i ( Read more... )

so. been a while since i've been around to update this thing, but i've been informed if i dont then im in trouble, so here i am. sorry to everyone i've not repliec to or picked up to. things have been messy around my headspace of late and i needed to get away. thr short of it entails i went back home to where i grew up as i needed the break. couldn ( Read more... )

Two bottles of vodka: £42.
Three bottles of cola:  £13
One broken glass: £3
Getting up at 5am for work the next day: priceless.

apparantly i've always been fairly good at seeing things for what they really are. so i've been told.
what a way to go blind, eh?

It's funny, I guess today was payback for not telling him sooner. But for all of it, i can't help but feel bad. He took me to meet his grandmother, just a sweet old lady at the airport and one look at her was enough to send me running. I dont know what's wrong with me these days. There's an itch i can't scratch and i feel like i'm tearing half the ( Read more... )

Ah, strange when life seems to just sweep you off your feet and run away with one of your shoes. You know that when one's gone you have to go after it, if they get both then fuck it, go barefoot. If it's just the one, you're done for. Hobble away after, there's a good lad ( Read more... )

you know those days where nothing goes right, where you manage to hit yourself with any large object within range. Where you break almost anything you touch and your brain wont work resulting in many stupid things happening or said. Those days where you really wish that you didn't get out of bed at all, and almost nothing that happens can outshine ( Read more... )

To Pete, thanks for not asking.

To Ebola, thank you for helping me escape.

To Dan, thanks for the advice. You were right.

To Dajve, thanks for your company and your smile.

It's done now.

She's not coming back.

Fuck does it feel good. 

It's over.
It feels so strange, nothing and everything at the same time. It's the comedown, it's the wind up. It's like flying or drowning or something.  it's odd.
She came on her own. I was hoping Thomas would be there, and he was supposed to be there. She left him at their hotel, she came around to tell me she loved me. I dont know what I really ( Read more... )

It's weird when someone you grew up listening to dies. It's nothing like losing a friend, but in the same respect it kinda is. Michael Jackson was iconic. He was brilliant and now he's gone. Hardest thing for me is that his kids never got to see him perform properly and that's why he was doing his shows. Pity that, to be so iconic and your kids can ( Read more... )