I’m worried sometimes that things will go wrong, diffirently to what I’d expected them to. Sometimes I’m so scared about the future that that I feel you fee sick in my stomach. Sometimes I’m so tired of working so hard and loosing so much everyday. I’m sad that they are the way they are, even …

Sometimes I think i know how thngs are going to be, how they are going to unfold, its as though i can read what wil happen next based on what has bappened before. Then I realise, how is this possible and often i think about whats actually going to happen next.Somehow I am so calm …

Sometimes I think I’m treading too carefully, second guessing myself along the way. Sometimes I catch myself deciding what *should* be said rather than what i wanted to say… I often forget that advice is purely optional and serves only as a semi-visible guideline. I think that, advice is normaly assosicated with the way of …

its actually a predefiend subset of the mind, though sometimes if you decide to take things into proper context its actually quite fucking cool. Actually, do youself a favour turn of that light, it scares away the fishes. Back to basics the forward composition takes the drama into another level where the truama is infatuated …

It’s more like a influence than anythin else I think – the feeling that something is covering you and you cannot move in the same dynamic manner that you could before. Like treading water I suppose or riding a bicycle through dense sand. The worst is when you feel that that which covers you – …

sometime i mind not running for miles and miles under the blistering sun, nor being beaten up by the angry mob – nor do i resist in the ways of torture or torment. I will hurt and i will feel and i will overcome – yet sometimes i think that their is one think that …

I’m dead – my thoughts have become so slow and my eyes have dim’d lifes soothing glow. i sense that i’ve weakened somehow and my reponces are right now are faint. the blood in my arm seems as thought its flowing upstream. my body waivers to and frow and balances on what i think i …

being on the recieving end is like somehow realising that you’ve just gone too far and cannot turn back and have made the wrong dicision this far into it already. and sometimes you seem so suseptible to shit like critisizm and crap like this now and you start thinking how tru is this shit and …