Instincts that can still betray us ( Read more... )

I know it wasn't actually meant when it was said, but I am clearing this up for the record anyway.

Ben is my real father. He is not my birth father. There's a difference. But make no mistake, when father's day comes around, Ben is the man I will honour ( Read more... )

Saved a boy from being hit by a car today. And my entire arse is bruised. No really, I looked at it in the mirror and then showed it to Chastity who didn't like that so much. It's like a miriad of colours. Who wants to see ( Read more... )

I visited my mothers today. It went well. One step at a time.

Beeeennnnnn, I miss you :(.

I can handle getting out of bed for a few hours a day. I can handle showers and brushing my teeth. I can handle going to the kitchen, though I have to admit nothing much happens when I am there. The thought of eating makes me ill. And I can't handle leaving the house. I can't handle making music. I haven't touched my keyboard in weeks.

Shit.

I don't want to be in the band any more.

Some day I'll come out of my room.

I tried to write poetry today, but I can't.

I have no more angsty words. Not now, when everything is so...

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I have an album coming out soon ( Read more... )

Okay, apparently we're in year five but whatever ( Read more... )