Tuesday, 7 October 2008

better days...

it takes about a month to run out of positive things to say, then i shut my mouth, fall over and throw up the built-up detritus we all swallow everyday. when it's all out, i start thinking for myself again, until then i'm sayin' nothing, cos whatever i would have to say is the same thing we hear everyday, i refuse to continue the sick cycle. "You don't get clean, by rolling around in the mud"
SO.....two positives, i've stopped drinking alcohol for a while, for all sorts of reasons. second, i threw the kung-fu teacher on his arse. arrogant prick, that should teach him a lesson. "woo-shu, will don't do"
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