heartless...actually no I agree.
I don't wonder into the street and start yelling about how pish miserable I am with life.
the grind of travelling to and from work in a carriage full of people who stare at nothing and no-one. Waking up every morning in the grim knowledge that nothing will be different today.
Knowing that tonight I will go to bed, alone, in a place I do not own, that I do not call home. God I'm depressed. It's like a lead weight heavy in my skull. I feel like smashing my head against the floor till the ambulances come.
You know- something like that?
Razor What the fuck - a sig?,
Wed 1 Oct 2003, 13:37,
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I quite like my life.Infact, it's ace. I have nothing to complain about at all really.
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supermoore: HUNG,
Wed 1 Oct 2003, 13:38,
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Exactly.It's funny how most people lives are very similar- just that some people for some reason suddenly feel it is a very bad thing.
It's the way some start banging on about it that gets other people down.
(It's the way some start banging on about it that gets other people down.
Razor What the fuck - a sig?,
Wed 1 Oct 2003, 13:40,
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