yet another boring life blog

the night of flora day i dont know what i did, i ran across the fields and the woods stinging myself with millions of nettles, scaring away owls, swimming in ponds deep in the woods which i dont even know the name of. now i find myself typing on a laptop in a new flat, i dont have my own mattress anymore, im still with the same roommate, theres an even worse mould problem here, i dont know, things do change, my roommate works at sainsburys now, thats some income to help us buy some food

and again i find myself hating this shitty again, flora day made it great for a while, that was fun, my legs still hurt

my roommates friend drove us to hells mouth, almost fell in the sea with that wind, was amazing, i always love going there

but you see, when im on the a30, i dont care if its a longcut you fuel waster, especially at night, i cant help but think about the days i was in love with living

i found myself sobbing in a bt phone box again while i was on a reverse charge call, not a very good habit of mine

see, i only moved in the other day and theres already a huge pile of dishes i need to do

my ex wants to get back with me, noooooooooooooooooo, nooooooooooo!!1!!! stupid stupid working from home answering customer service calls that fucker is

i burnt lots of photos the other day

did anyone else ever know someone at school who would always have a key and sneak in to use the computers at night? or was that just an experience from my childhood? strange

adidas should pay me for wearing their shit

i would walk onto the motorway expecting to find a river

i dont know who perran even was

these blogs are to just chew up my experiences and spit them out as one big mush that seems better than what it really was

things happen to me and i pretend they do not, sure thats not a good idea long term but, what are the effects for now?

like ok fine i tried that and ended up travelling to the other side of this overrated island to try get myself off a cliff over it but like, cant i try harder? what other options are there?

and as i child i would wander what the fuck my problem was, fake placebo pills in one hand because the doctor thought i was "being dramatic" and a box cutter blade in another, not much has changed but i like to think that things are very different, i would love to say that moving into a new flat will be a fresh start but i really dont think it will be

i understand that

hey, it comes with a reclining sofa after all! :-) maybe life wont be so bad

my area has a massive over tourism problem and rich people abandon their old boats in random places just for them to drift away to become unreachable and then sink being a big bit of pollution, why dont they just give the boats to me? i like baots...........

nike air trainers stained from mud

i dont forgive people that treat me badly

i sign off now