kind regards

sometimes i clock the odd snide remark. when i actually deserve it, fair enough people get a bit defensive instead, but if i did something real and it was wrong i wish sometimes someone could have told me in the beginning, instead of somehow [but not] making life easier just to keep me in the dark. yeah we can all be a bit hypocritical sometimes, and when you live in the valley you just take ignorance for granted – doesn’t make you prejudiced; well i think it’s about intentions, and context. you can take anything out of context and try coming it all sensationalist

when i’m on a roll and things are going my way, i don’t remember all the bad things and seek some kind of retribution job. i do remember though, all the people who – whether or not they had anything to give – gave a fuck when sometimes i spontaneously did some silly things because i didn’t even have the will to live. it’s not like i planned it or anything like that i just didn’t think

it’s been going around town for ages that i’m damaged somehow. couldn’t be any further from the truth. i’ve never felt more intact with myself than what i do right now. i’ve been through some things that would destroy most of these people and fuck their minds up just because they know. for all the falling down i did i’ve climbed back up, take it from me any time you get the thought “things couldn’t get any worse” don’t try and test that theory because i’ve got some news for you that i learned all the way down there below

everything’s changed everyone’s different, maybe it’s just because i’ve moved on. it’s like the same people who used to care are no longer there, but it’s weird because they are and they haven’t gone. to be fair i did spend an un-necessary amount of time elsewhere but now i’m back. finally people who still have their opinion delivered when they shop for it online can come here and get the word straight from the only reputable source in town and no social media mass hysteria is ever again going to bring me down

i wonder, sometimes … not always, if one day it will be different. suddenly turn around, and reach in the way i just can’t seem to reach out; wander up to my lair and bring me onto sacred, sought after so substantially, new ground

if you’re out there reading this … i’m in here writing that

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