A long time, A long time, A long time, That took a long time, And it's put me off, Doing that again, Couldn't even remain friends, So much hurt, It's been a long time. I feel the climbing I've been doing, My muscles straining, I know I'm almost at the goal, No turning back now, … Continue reading A long time.
You wind me up on purpose To spark a reaction Talk about girls Your random attractions Obsessing over tits and arse That's not an attractive idea That's not an attractive look And that's not a way to get me to fuck But you continue to act like a puppy on speed A man with crack … Continue reading Wind up
It's a typical rainy cold Monday in November. The roads are manic and the streets are full of students, mothers with prams and rain covers, shopping bags attached to prams bashing and bumping about. The homeless man on the corner of Newland sat with bin bags protecting him from the rain. The bus was really … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 13- I don’t hate Mondays
For the best part things seemed to be bubbling over for me mentally. In reflection Summer greated us with tremendous thunder storms. I remember you texting me one evening when you went round the corner to play warhammer games with a friend. The lightening was so bright and the thunder was a beautiful drumming sound … Continue reading I was anxious-Part 23- theres always rain after a storm.
Ummm... I’m feel guilty, And you made me, And you intended it to make me, Feel Guilty. Get a job. Get a job. Get a job. Oh get a job. Why is your ignorance so foul and horrible, I didn’t even think it could be possible. Get a job, You said Get a job, Get … Continue reading Get a job.