Now I can’t tell you how your life’s going to go; whether you’re gonna marry your high school sweetheart, make it big, live in a mansion and die with a smile on your face. Unfortunately I can’t and never will. Hell not even you can prevent your life from going from heaven to hell in […]Read more "For when the fat lady stops singing"
I write this at the edge, what I’m at the edge of I’m not sure it could be anger, love or just this damned TV show. One thing in life I’ve always despised is punching the clock; working till fucking 9 till 5- I loathe it yet here I am in it. Living and breathing […]Read more "Life to the grind"