babe, I
this about the 4th diary entry i've done today,
at work i decided to look through my other two obsolite diaries,
and basically make updates on what i'd read, of how much of a dripping crotch i was,
it almost feels like i all of a sudden must have woken up from a soft focused dippy dream world, where i was always suposably miserable, or at least i thought i was,
chewing tobacco over the same stupid subjects,
what a tit,
reading back makes me think to try and look at myself now, and save regretting it in about 2 years time like i ave just done,
and i know my flaws,
i dont shut up, i always step over the mark, and just basically annoy people,
but hey, at least i'm not causing no real damage to anyone i dont think
maybe its time for me to be a bit less
of everything, tone it down a bit
its all just words, i'll be exactly the same tomorrow as if's nothing s changed, i'm weak when it comes to things like that, i cant stay mad at people long,
unless they give me a good arse reason,
and i'm just a soggy wafer,
i opted out of going to the cinema tonight, because i assumed i'd be tired from the anti-sleep i got last night
yet i'm still puzzledly looking at my watch thinking that time where i fall asleep should have come by now,
time for another early morning saturday shift,
joyous