A rebel without a clue.

How does one live a nice life without this monster? One turns tail and ascends. There is nothing in him it's all a facade, an act, a duplicity. He's all charm and twinkle. He is led by an engorged penis. It's like I've always lived a nightmare between the walls of 97. From steven, charlotte, ed and now number 4. Bonkbonkbonk. Is it fair to have to shed my last few tears to the moaning of a wet pussy? There is something disturbing about the clandestine squeaks of pneumatic bliss and bassline - a soundtrack to 2011.mp3 Is he a sex addict? His obsession with copulation might have another darker more sinister edge. The time of night for meeting a girl, bringing her back, nailing her and seeing her to the door was very short. I recall him stepping out at 9:30 and putting her to the door at 12:30. She was French. Perhaps she was used or using him too? I have never understood the way people bring in the catch so swiftly? What did they talk about to finis...

Diary w/c Tuesday 16 th Got up at around 745. Maybe 730. Happy. Did ablusions. Cup of old coffee in microwave. Ate an Apple and the remainder of that strange fractal Romanesco broccoli. Now striding to Starbucks for fresh filter. Full of 'Storm' by Godspeed You! Black Emperor! which puts my mind at ease. Tonight is curry club. Pinto beans and black eyed bean (actually peas), change of plan Glenn can't make Wednesday. Nice lady smiled at me and touched my shoulder. Good shoes. Got an hour to kill, not going to be early to mental health as might bump into family from hell from 2 weeks ago. And what is wrong with just being on time to an appointment. Usually it feels like I need preparation in my head, but do I actually. Just drifting on. Happy! Heard from Scarlett - just the occasional hello makes me so relieved and blissful. I am not always that friendly. Tuesday 12:30. Some Indian guy tried to connect, but I think I was preoccupied by what hannah had disc...