Journal 01 (because I can't be arsed for a title)
They told me I should write about my feelings. Not sure who all can see this. Maybe Chas will read it. If so "How's life among the living, mate?" Christ. I Sound as mad as they say I am.
I wonder if by 'feelings' they mean 'how it feels to be a killer'? I'm not, though. I haven't repressed anything. I never killed anyone. I didn't do anything. But that's just as big a crime. I did nothing. A lot of bloody people are dead. Good people. Not me, though. I get to live.
Fuck. I want a cigarette.
I wonder if by 'feelings' they mean 'how it feels to be a killer'? I'm not, though. I haven't repressed anything. I never killed anyone. I didn't do anything. But that's just as big a crime. I did nothing. A lot of bloody people are dead. Good people. Not me, though. I get to live.
Fuck. I want a cigarette.