Monday, 12 January 2015

Bad Reality

I don't know where to begin.


First of all, I graduated.

Fucking relief is what it is. I wish I'd stop swearing. I can stop swearing, I actually grimace at the act of saying Fuck now.

It's a mixed feeling.

Of a lot of different things.



Where are we headed?
This is something that needs to be expressed in somewhere more private. Like a diary.
The internet is Not my diary.