Thursday, 8 March 2012


Binged, purged, binged again, having some wine now, got my eyebrows threaded.

Don't know why I write on this blog any more, nobody reads it.


  1. I read it...
    I hope you feel better.

  2. I am NOT a nobody.



  3. Shut up terrorist!

    I'm in London today, you should meet me turd slice.


  4. I've never been on this blog before, but I came across it and I wanted to let you know someone cares.

    You seem very, very depressed, my friend. I'm so sorry. I know this is not what you want to hear, but seeing a psychiatrist could help you enjoy life again. I know that of which I speak. Life is very cruel, more so to some of us. I was not blessed to be born with brain chemistry that makes life worth it sometimes. But I was blessed to be born in an age where there is medicine available that can correct it. I hope you think about it. It could make life worth living again. It did for me. Take it from someone who knows -- things are not as bad as your brain is telling you they are. I know you want to live again. I think you can. If you need to talk to someone, you can email me at

    Good luck to you, my friend. I hope life gets better for you.