There is little point in staying alive – I have an iw tested at 147 : it was once 149

I have a little damage and prostitutes really fuck me off.

What am I going to do in Wellington?

Become a writer.

I used to be a better writer.

I want to go overseas

To fucking England – live in the countryside.

Bath or cork – that’s what I wanted as a kid.

My grandmother said I could donut.

I have been so fucked over by life.

I have been raped by several people.

Starting young –

No wonder I am screwed up mentally.

That girl was hit and I am going to kill mysekf pretty soon.

Sleeping is good , and so is having a crap.

At least I can have a cramping the morning-

My brother just says why care about stuff that happened fifty years ago ?

Complicit –

He has a family

I’m pleased I do not and I probably have two kids – one with Francis and one with Elle

What’s the point ?

No one wants to know me as I have DID

Or OSDD