okay so back to my sudden lack of writers block.
not that this can be classed as actually writing.
but still, i will go with what i have said, and continue.
i spent this evening talking to three people, and my god it was so confusing.
now i am talking to one, and listening to the bravery, trying to work out what to do with myself. every decision i make seems to end up with failure. someone sad very wisely to me this evening, that no decision i can make will spell disaster. unfortunately there are so many other words that describe bad things. it could spell any one of those words, and im fucked.
and now i seem to be offending people left right and centre because apparently that is what i am good at.
ooh, its time to exchange stories.
im out.
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