my eyes burn.
the screen scalding them to the point that when i shut them, it feels briefly cool.
i haven't been staring at a screen all day.
i've been crying.
i have always been plagued by and unable to accept the inevitability of life.
our natural progressions haunt me.
make me wish to be immortal.
and choose upon whom i bestow the curse.
for, surely, it would be wearisome as well.
i don't know why i cannot just accept the reality
Updated December 24, 2014 at 10:11 AM by My Only Weakness
I am increasingly struck mute with the degree of absurdity that modern life has achieved.
Political correctness, in all of it's ridiculous forms, is the ultimate fascism.
It's impact on society as a whole is going to prove to be far more detrimental than any of the things
it was introduced to counter-balance.
Britain is possibly the world leader in political correctness fascism.
I can't help thinking of all those men and women who gave their lives so that Fascism
I haven't gone into this greatly, I don't delve deeply into many things, I scratch surfaces.
Stir up a bit of my dust and attempt to pass off the commotion as a story.
But, the truth is, I haven't told many of the stories.
Where other people are concerned, I always do as I would wish do be done unto.
I keep things private.
But, in as sensitive a manner as possible, I sort of feel like telling a piece of the Stephen story.
We met when I was sixteen and he
Updated December 16, 2014 at 04:35 AM by My Only Weakness
I've been in Salford for five years now.
Five harrowing years.
I have never been this poor, this depressed, this...hopeless.
I'm no good at it. And it's driving me mad.
It's all going to change. Soon.
And I guess, some part of me will reflect on these days here like the Suedehead video.
He went to see the hometown of his beloved.
I came to drown in his.
I've speculated previously in my blog about which came first, me, as I am, and thus, my
Updated January 13, 2015 at 04:27 PM by My Only Weakness