After mum left me at the hospital on my own this morning and we had a huge fight I got this text. My mum is amazing even if, like me, she’s a little bit broken.
I don’t know how people can say that life is short. Life is the longest thing we will ever know. We just eat, sleep, fuck and drink; repeat. Truth is when you die you’re not going to go to heaven or hell you just stop existing. An eternal rest; a perpetual blackness.
I am way too high…
| Conversation with the director of my college (Bateman) while enjoying my chai, sushi and cigarette today. | |
| Bateman: | Strange girl, did you see where that dero group went? |
| Me: | The unit ones or the ones that look like their 11? Why? |
| Bateman: | The unit ones. I want to rip their legs off, hang them from the wall in my office and repetitively beat them with their own limbs until they scream. |
| Me: | ..... |
| Luke: | I love how you talk sir. |
| Bateman: | Shut up Luke... |
Just booked flights for Sydney in 2 weeks. Can not wait to get out of this place for a week and just drink gin, vodka out of crystal skulls and wine/cider with Dad then probably end up, like last time, in a shitty bar playing pool and eating pizza.