hickuphelpline

I've been speaking from my heart for years. Some situations are tough and that takes tough people. Unfortunately I let my life get dragged under all sorts of things that I should have kept in perspectivve, but when your mum tries to check you into a rehab or to send you off to a Christian care home on recommendation of your sister, things get twisted.


I loved my city until it thought the worst of me when I've tried to live for the future. I have no power now. I was going to fuck off but something has gotten hold of me and I don't know where I am. I had a nice smoke with my friend last night. I don't need the persecution to see what is right. My life was getting back together. And now I could sell out to you or I could hide away.

I've written poems that are potent that they shake my world. The zietgiest is so powerful. Big Brother should come and find me. Or I should go to them. I care how it works.


I have knowlege that I can use for the power of good and rings, like many other things, have nothing too do with it and are just too much simbolism. I would have discovered it all eventually but I've had a shot to my heart by pop music. At my old job we could only pick up our local radio or five live...

I think I am going to call Big Brother. See what they can do for me.

My biggest criticism of it is that the celebrities have only talked about people, They keep talking when it's hard to watch and they don't stop talking about people.



It's no wonder. I am so sick. But I was cured. My epic, that I haven't printed here, or even shown which part was which, has to be written because.. we are powerful. I dunno why I am fascinated by sickness but for two days the radio had me cured. Pity my depression meant that I couldn't take criticism. I didn't go back on the drugs although I did keep smoking.

Weed is a good drug. My mum's opinion made no difference? I dunno. I excell at getting stoned and, saying this based on comments from the same source, I have a great mind for problem solving.