Thursday, 11 November 2010

The way Life is boring me.

Just thought to myself the many times I have left my house and got to the end of the street and thought "How the fuck did I just get here?". it's like the life I'm living is boring me so much that my body and mind are on auto pilot and when there no need for thought, thought just does not occur. 

I have been reffered to as a walking doll (No lie) and an axe murderer when I have a more stern face on when traveling the streets of London. Damn sometimes, I just feel like life as I know it is missing something, something tiny, something youthful. My FOY

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