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I don't even know what to write any more.

The upshot is that I basically need divine intervention to save me now.

And for an atheist that might just be a step too fucking far.

Down I go...

What the fuck do I care?

I'm dead already.

I don't want much ( Read more... )

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Don't like to think too much, it makes me think too much ( Read more... )

"They're gonna blow my fucking head off. This is the last chance I'll have to be pretty."

Like literally out of its head mad August ( Read more... )

Don't fucking judge me ( Read more... )

The last time I went to a gig at the Corn Exchange was nigh on seven years ago. Not much has changed at the venue refreshingly, apart from more people recording bits of the gig on various devices. I include myself in this of course ( Read more... )

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And why do I? Its not as if I intentionally go out to screw things up. I wake up and it just... happens all by itself.