going to look for a place to look for my end
see ya guys
take it now. make my life hell for i fell like a stone to the tone in your voice
a prod a poke its all i needed and i my soul was broke
now limping on i see whats done
life moved in a different wave since we’ve been trapped in a cage of disallusionment, but is the turth out there or does it exist with in the confines of turned steel.
a life captured, tortured and kept is a life safe from the horrors of humanity….but is it not these horrors that give us life and allow us to realise the difference between good and bad.
i am necessary
for i am evil
without me no good can exist
it isn’t my writing hand but im ambidextrous, but in a weird way.
like doing certain things with my left hand and then others with my right. changing hands is so strange and im really clumsy with the other hand.
the other day i tried to open my wallet and pay for a train ticket and change went everywhere. picking up said change was harder than expected.
i have a mountain of work infront of me
not only is my lack of motivation almost debilatatiing.
as cliche as it sounds it feels as though i cant even move and even the slightest thing like brushing my teeth seems like a massive effort.
lucky for you having friends from overseas over. i can only imagine it will be a blast.
says it all.
atleast you had the motivation to get them done. im sitting here with a can not be bothered attitude also im tired and my arm is in a sling so writing isnt as easy as it normally is