Chapter 13, verse 11
I reread some of the things I put up on here, the biggest change has been the absence of malice, my hatred of people and things slipped through the cracks of life. I gave up some of those childish ways and realised there was something better.
For all my anxieties and issues, I realised I'm the luckiest man in the world.
I wasn't sure why I was feeling a bit emotional after the second beer. Maybe they had added something into it but it was getting to me. A few minutes before I was at a table of colleagues laughing and joking, knowing this was the loneliness moment in my life. I flick at the phone and send some random texts to people that care.
A few minutes into the future, I'm approaching my flat racking my brains, my mind is filled with images I wanted to show her, it was filled with words I wanted to tell her. In the dark I see someone sitting on the steps shivering, I get closer and she looks up and I sit down next to her. We wrap each others arms around each other, the words I try to say don't actually escape, they simply croak into the cold air. No one is around to notice the tears streaming down my face.
It's these moments I fight to live for.
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- Yorkshire Tea even with Germs milch is not far from the truth,
- still not getting my chicken on,
- getting my curry on,
- Foster, Baker and Newman for being such good eggs,
- My amazing girlfriend, my best friend, my lover, the girl that brings a lot of smiles to this pandas chubby face.
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