Come friendly bombs and fall on moulsecoomb...please
okay well my bastard neighbours need to die, they need to all fucking die...they have knocked all the street lights out for my road because they decided to wreck the street light outside my house and we presume due to the electrical safety it has knocked out al the lights aorund here....it was creepy and what have you looking about the road in pitch blackness...
so we were talking about it (in our house) this morning and the windows are open as they are now cos its so fucking hot...and said neighbours (who are always outside...always) took offence at what we were saying and so they threw a rock at the window....clever and then denied they had done it even though my brother saw them....fuckers...grown men...the thouroughly ordinary boys...they make me ill, my mother is a fucking wreck and a half my brother has work in a minute and he won't leave until they have dispersed....:( how vile can a group of people be before they are evicted?? it makes me wonder....
and people wonder why i wear my headphones everywhere I go, I will from now on cos I'm bound to get shit from them when I next venture out of my house......aww fucking chav fuckers....fucking awful scum sucking shitey good for nothing but producing the next lot of the prison population wankers
I wonder to myself do they think about what they do?? are tey like me in some way....are there intelligent sensitive souls in there waiting to be free...?? no i don't think so just fucking idiots who are in denial, who try to tell themselves they are doing right by life when all they do is so wrong and intefering and intimidating...???
I will speak and talk about whatever I want and these people are such pussies anyway that all they can do is verbally abuse and throw rocks and then deny all knowledge of it....it makes me wonder if they believe they are righteous in doing what they do to the people of this street.... but I decide again no, cos if they felt righteous then they wouldn't shrug and pretend it wasn't them would they?? they wouldn't sit there and deny they said anything or did anything...they do that from shame and I ask myself if they are ashamed then why do they do it....???
to impress their mates is what me ma thinks....and if thats the case then how juvenile are they and what can be done...?? the decline of English society is coming from and will come from this juvenile ignorance of the inhibition to do things and general ignorance of how your soul is actually telling YOU to act as opposed to how your mates are telling you to act!!! and like I said I see this when I see that they are not porud of themselves for what they do, they just didn't inhibit the impulse to do it in the first place!!!
ANYWAYS TO MARK MYSELF AS APART: I've finally managed to get down what I wanted to say about my ex friend Fe ages ago when we were mates he showed me pictures of himself as a 13 year old and I fell in love with him then, in all of them he was such a sad looking desolate creature, his eyes always looked filled with tears and he seemed so vunerable and so delicate (a lovely little Pisces) and he has always explained to me that he feels that his period of massively using drugs helped him through this period in his life and it made me mad cos he failed to see that he was still damaged....
so when he descended into being a cold hearted wanker but obviously having no conecption that there was anything wrong with him... that the boy I saw in those photos became who he became and that they guy he was wasn't cherished by his parents....made me o sad and so heartbroken at his loss, at the way fe could've been...
so here we go even after all tis time the man who was kind enough to intoroduce me to the smiths is inspring me....why oh why did he not care for me as much as I did back....but then again I think I know??? he was damaged even though he never accepted it and thought I was the only one with problems but ah well I wish I could see him again....
The boy you lost who you pretended not to know
Ghostly gloom in those pretty eyes
Somehow unexpressed you repress
and you think you are more free
turned to ectasy to LSD, to dope marijuana, but never coke
Involved in drugs to a problematic degree
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Noone was worried about the boy there
I wonder how he was lost
Into the man who sits arms crossed before me
He liked a drink or two or three
at thirteen and everyone but noone could tell he
was involved with them to a problematic degree
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but the alarm cord was too raw to pull
was surrender not any option at all
I've never found it hard to cry
Just as for you its easy to lie
How can you say that you don't hate
your mum and dad for what they done
I hate them and I'm not the one
it was done to.