I understand that sometimes personal writing can make someone seem like a self-righteous and self-obsessed douche-bag – an over-emotional, selfish attention seeker at best.
My writing is the product of self-inflicted paranoia, misanthrope and the inability to make/let people love me.
I am inspired by J.R.Hayes (Pig Destroyer) and Lord Byron.
I am currently studying Illustration/Fine Art.
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If there’s one thing that I’ve learnt from this depressingly dull month of glutton and festive cheer, is that just being here is a hardship in itself. Most nights I’ve dreamed and imagined what the world would be like without me. I laid one night, white, shaking and vomiting profusely, just accepting the end. Accepting the actions I had just inflicted upon myself. We’ve al…
Out of everything you said, / You never warned me of everytime I hear those bands, that song, that voice, that I’d think of you. That I’d feel so ugly. That I’d feel so pointless. That everytime I heard your name I’d well up. That everytime I put my head on my pillow to sleep I think about wanting to die. That I’d actually sit and physically hurt myself. That I’…
I HAVE MOVED ALL OF MY ILLUSTRATION AND PAINTINGS TO / www.redbubble.com/people/faithisnotproof
Well that was the end of a very short mental struggle. You were never there for me and I never mattered to you. You like the thought of me and I reckon I looked good on you. But other than that, you never saw past yourself, you never thought of me. Where were you when I spent most nights on my own in a broken home when I needed you more than anything? I say I need you but looking back, you were n…