It's a long way back to lonely street
But you'll fly there alone
You'll die there alone
Therapy? - "Misery" (acoustic version) (1995)
The sound you can hear is that of my life officially going to hell.
No money. No girlfriend. I never meet girls I can trust. Emogirl being the latest despite her mates constantly reassuring me in recent weeks that it was me that she liked. I can take girls ditching me for complete and total bastards, fuck knows I'm used to that. But girls ditching me for complete and total immature chavrocker tossers with all the wit and guile of your average hippo (and to make things even more sickening, those were her words about this tosser before they started dating, not just mine)? I despair, I really do.
That I can just about take. Being lied to and strung along I find significantly harder to forgive. I think that's one fewer person I shall be referring to as a "friend" in the future.
As for the other ex...well, I texted her three days ago and haven't heard anything back. So I guess we all know where I stand on that one. Should've seen it coming really, shouldn't I?
You've heard it all before from me. I know you're sick to the back teeth of it. So I'll shut up about that.
To anyone I was supposed to be meeting in Leeds or Stoke over the next couple of weeks I can only say sorry but I won't be there as I don't want people from the bank coming round to break my legs or something similar - basically today I found out that my account is already 50 over its limit with another 100-odd due to come out in direct debits before my pay goes in. It isn't looking good at all to be honest.
I dunno when I'll be updating this again to be honest...I think there's only so much being miserable people can take and you probably don't deserve to hear it from me. I sometimes think I might have told you too much and gone on too long already. As it stands, it looks like the next two weeks will be spent stuck in my room feeling sorry for myself. Not through choice but just because it's all I really can do at the moment.
Life is fucking shit.
Yorkie
But you'll fly there alone
You'll die there alone
Therapy? - "Misery" (acoustic version) (1995)
The sound you can hear is that of my life officially going to hell.
No money. No girlfriend. I never meet girls I can trust. Emogirl being the latest despite her mates constantly reassuring me in recent weeks that it was me that she liked. I can take girls ditching me for complete and total bastards, fuck knows I'm used to that. But girls ditching me for complete and total immature chavrocker tossers with all the wit and guile of your average hippo (and to make things even more sickening, those were her words about this tosser before they started dating, not just mine)? I despair, I really do.
That I can just about take. Being lied to and strung along I find significantly harder to forgive. I think that's one fewer person I shall be referring to as a "friend" in the future.
As for the other ex...well, I texted her three days ago and haven't heard anything back. So I guess we all know where I stand on that one. Should've seen it coming really, shouldn't I?
You've heard it all before from me. I know you're sick to the back teeth of it. So I'll shut up about that.
To anyone I was supposed to be meeting in Leeds or Stoke over the next couple of weeks I can only say sorry but I won't be there as I don't want people from the bank coming round to break my legs or something similar - basically today I found out that my account is already 50 over its limit with another 100-odd due to come out in direct debits before my pay goes in. It isn't looking good at all to be honest.
I dunno when I'll be updating this again to be honest...I think there's only so much being miserable people can take and you probably don't deserve to hear it from me. I sometimes think I might have told you too much and gone on too long already. As it stands, it looks like the next two weeks will be spent stuck in my room feeling sorry for myself. Not through choice but just because it's all I really can do at the moment.
Life is fucking shit.
Yorkie
matt_organic:
Ah man, you will be missed on Friday. If you can get down there I'll spring for a drink for you...
charley:
Awwwww sweetness, it is indeed rubbish at times but it is bound to come back round again eventually. That is what I always tell myself! You will meet a lovely lady when the time is right, you are a lovely guy and deserve someone nice, don't forget that 