Did fuck all today, same yesterday.
Hope to force out some more of that prose thing tonight, might post the first page later tonight. If anyone want to read it, that is (hint hint).

8 shots absinthe, 2 shots tequila, double vodka juice, 2 Smirnoff black ice, at least another shot of God knows what (I'm guessing 3 shots actually, since I borrowed another 5 quid to something, and a shot is 2.5 quid) and 1 more drink.

Needless to say, I don't remember much.

My lady for tomorrow evening:

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so I didn't update yesterday, went to visit my grandparents which I haven't done since christmas, so they were really happy, which in turn made me happy, so that was cool ( Read more... )

I could feel the weight of the gun, in it’s holster hidden under my jacket, and I could feel the sharpness of the knife’s edge in my pocket, as I carefully ran my finger over it. It made me feel calm. Safe. Knowing that I had weapons to defend myself, ‘Cause there’s a lot of psychos out there, who might just snap and kill everyone they see. But I ( Read more... )

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Updating this at work, which mean it will take time because the boss can walk past every other minute, so I'll need to hide the window ( Read more... )

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