Only drank 1 can of Guiness bitter. Im not looking forward to Christmas at all. F**king families. If ever I have one of my own, they won't go through this!! Im too ill to care anyway. I need to crawl into my safe space and rest.
I started writing in school and discovered it was the only thing that could hold my interest (apart from sex). I knew from the lump inside me that some creative channel had to be my direction. And be good or bad it is some kind of legacy.
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