Another late blog, or is it an early one? I had an sudden urge to write, with many other urges, but this seems to be the only urge I am able to release. I wish the urge to drink, I wish the urge to smoke, I wish the urge to have sex. I can do another one of these urges in moment, in which I plan to give up next week. I must stick to this, or I will be a complete failure. Wait a moment, I am already a failure.
A thought appeared within my fucked up mind tonight, while discussing the lateness of periods and pregnancy with a fellow person. It came to our minds that we did not wish to go university, but to become high class 'hoes', a term I called us, as the money seems very appealing. So yes it will consist of fucking the odd disgusting person, but hey, some good money at the end of the day. Dirty whore. I should not be thinking or discussing this as a possible career choice, but it is oh so tempting.
I believe me and Him are officially over now. Another person on the scene, yet we should still stay the 'good friends' we are. Excuse me twat? We were not friends in the first place. I do not think you was aware of the emotions and feelings involve. How can he miss me one minute, and be with someone else the next. Vous putain petit homme. I must stop typing in French.
I viewed a teacher of mine today, looked towards his face and thought, I would.
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