two nights ago i got so low i spent the evening with lou reed on repeat as i sat in the middle of the floor and starred at the cieling for hours. I didnt move. I couldnt move. Im tired. I miss my friends. I hate being away from all the people i love and it makes me question wether being with everyone else and not the one person i 'love' would be better than this or wether being with the one person i 'love' and being away from everyone else is better??
I think im lonnely. Clare has done her best to cheer me up and me her. We live alone in this city. and neither of us no where to start. She takes her 'medicine' and i stay sober. No wine today.
London bombs everywhere. I want to say something about it but really what is there to say? run and run and run and get the fuck out of the way.
Ross' girl was attacked outside my old house on saturday. If i had been there i would have heard everything and propebly would have been able to try and stop it. I cant go and see them because the train doesnt run unless you have money and you have no money when you have no job. My application forms are lyeing on my floor and i havent filled them out and now its too late. £44 a week? yes please...