So basically I’ve discovered I can’t drink ever, because I just fuck my entire life up. Had the worst night of my life so far on Friday and I just want to forget it, not going to write about it, don’t want to talk about it, just want to forget it. Except I can’t because every time I look in the mirror the black eye reminds me instantly, well fucking done me. I need to sort...
Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.– Charles Bukowski
Baby can you see through the tears?– Lana Del Rey “Blue Jeans”
So I had a meeting at work today. I start back 3rd January. I have to have weekly meetings with my boss so they know how I’m getting on and everything. Not looking forward to going back there at all though, think I might look for a new job. Will be nice to go to work though, guess it’s a step in the right direction and everything. I was shaking like a leaf through out the whole...
You can’t find the new, till you get over the old– Louis Crowley “The Object of my Affection”