Diary Of Some Sort Of Life#34

Monday, 15th May, 2017. 08.13 “All I know is, no one is my friend, and It’s empty at the end.” – Electric Soft Parade. It just continues, regardless of input or interest or effort. No feeling. Just a dull thud …

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Diary Of Some Sort Of Life #33

Thursday, 11th May, 2017 09.42 Bloody typical! I just had a call from the housing officer. She, now, won’t be here until this afternoon. She was supposed to be here at 10.30. I’ve got my MOT done though.  14.10 We …

Diary Of Some Sort Of Life #32

Sunday, 7th May, 2017 12.24 I’ve been attempting to be a dad all weekend. I feel some what of a failure. I just don’t know what to do with him. I hate this limbo state.  Monday, 8th May, 2017 08.33 …

Diary of Some Sort Of Life #31

Friday, 5th May, 2017. 07.09 I lost the main of this entry when I reset my phone yesterday. It was mainly me rambling on, about how hard life is and slagging off my ex. She still hasn’t sent the birth …

Diary Of Some Sort Of Life #30

Friday, 28th April, 2017. 08.42 All very quiet from the ex, since yesterday’s revelations. I was so tired when I got in, I managed dinner, then fell asleep until Carter got in from work at 9pm. Now I’m sitting on …