Wednesday, 17 April 2013


mental school ... if you don't go down to the woods .... 

i like your shoes ... 

well go and bloody buy some then she snapped ... 

oh hi ... 

look just don't talk to me orlright ... i said GO AWAY 




10-1  17.04.13. 

meltdown 

I'm short of money this week and of course I've ended
up eating alot more ... digging stuff out of the 
freezer ... 

nb that carpet powder has got rid of the dead bodies ... 

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and why won't you let me have a voice
when you could just have one 
i was in one of those love
trances when she 
broke in ... 

can anyone get 
through to me i don't 
understand your world ... 
and the only people that get mine 
are wolves and cicada trees ... although 
i did just read some hindi without looking it up ... 

i did talk to you in hieroglyphs and you replied
in gaelic ... and its hey lets talk in gaelic 
not why do women never think of 
these things ... 

yeah and i 
don't look very cool 
when she's just cut me open 
who's side are you on then ... me 
im not on anyones side ... she broke into 
my house and injured me and you are saying 
that is not reasonable force ... you know and I'm still 
recovering from the stabbing two days ago and your abduction 

and why is it that when we go to parties you pick one 
person and flirt with her all evening is it really 
that exhausting ... you know and then 
when i read this back to myself 
i think God you don't half 
go on ... 


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so Chucky is a nasty God 
and who is the devil 


































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