Wednesday 25 November 2009

House Arrest

I've been doing so much time inside my mind. My head is my cell behind the bars of my eyes. Tomorrow has a bitter fucking taste. Don't try to tell me that I'm not alone, because I've been throwing rocks and nobody's home.

Sleeping pattern = Fucked

Ratio of time spent in and out of the house in the past 4 days = 1:0

Money = £00.00

Weather = Shit

Depression = Kicking in.

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