Fuck you for making me like you
Fuck you for making me hate you
Fuck you for making me need you still.
I can’t even stand 7 days of not talking to you. 11 more words
Yet again, today I lost my temper and snapped at someone. As usual the after effect of this anger/reaction was very upsetting. Now, when I am calm I think I should have spoken like this, used these words, and should not have used those words;should not have raised my tone, should have kept control over my temperament, my anger. 264 more words
There are a lot of things in the world which I could brand stupid for example, stitched pockets. Tiny backpacks. iPhone’s with clogged up memory when you 353 more words
Perception is the only reality that matters. It informs absolutely everything. When I was drinking, I lived inside a mind full of fear and loathing. Naturally, this was reflected everywhere in my life…short temper, paranoia, disdain, gossip, depression, anxiety, self-doubt, perhaps even self-hatred. 972 more words
The Walk: Half-way down the over-examined road (that which I’m bored to hell with), I saw a cat. I saw him – smelt like a him at twenty paces – saunter across from the cottage to the ditch and quietly slip between the blossoming wild garlic into the undergrowth. 287 more words