Bad memories have a habit of hitting that spot in your mind which acts like a catalyst for insomnia. The abuse, the beatings, the deceptions and the loneliness. Especially the loneliness. It lingers over every thought you make before you finally drift off into a cycle of nightmares which are briefly interspersed by brief awakenings where you cuddle back up into your blanket.I was talking to a girl...

Happy Birthday Dad. You abusive, cheating, selfish fuck. I hope it was the loneliest fucking birthday you've ever had seeing as it was the first birthday you've had with both your parents dead. I hope the bitch you broke apart our family for and beat me over forgot as well.I miss you dad, I hope you're not as lonely as I am. I wonder if you remember our marathon games of age of empires or our bike...

Well today i finally got to spend a day out with a friend of mine who turned down my advances at the start of the year. I think she's decided that I'm 'over' her now as she refused all attempts to hang out when she knew for certain that i had a romantic interest in her. Anyhow we went and saw Peter Combe perform at her university. Although anyone who is familiar with Peter Combe will know he...