Oooh you're a naughty mess

0920

(those bits where time is recorded i've written outside) feeling ok/ up early, to pharm. 'n' now sit in nero/ up since 7 drinking tea and writing/ sent lists to innovative and cpl stories/ re-read 'notes...' today and it is uber dark/ what i like is my style is my own/ it is not reminiscent of anyone elses, which is something i suppose/ horrible argument with jo last night/ i have to sort my head out or get the guts to leave/ h'ever i now understand the phrase 'the comforts of madness'/ maybe i'll live one day.../ she just does so much weird shit/ i know she's had a horrible life etc but that doesn't excuse everything/well...