Posted: October 19, 2013 in satire, sarcasm
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Note * All things i write are downright lies, total bullshit, sarcastic drivel and general bollocks unless started otherwise.
Posted: October 9, 2013 in Photography, poetry, song
Im getting seriously pissed off.
I’m aching to write, can’t sleep because iv got so many different ideas screaming and trying to power drill their way out of my skull.
I need to write, even if it’s utter crap because it’s a form of psychology to rid my mind of all the clutter.
But i can’t.
Three week’s since my bike accident and a fractured elbow and two broken wrists, but the pain is getting worse, which is just not right.
So back to hospital because I’m really scared that going having continued on regardless without going to the hospital, taking increasing amounts of the strongest pain meds available has done some damage leaving the bone set wrong.
Shit i dont know, but i do know that now iv stopped the pain meds three days ago I’m in more agonising pain than i was 2 hours after the accident, that can’t be good.
It’s so bad i feel I’m on a slippery slope towards being addicted to pain meds, more than once, less than a million, iv been really close to using illegal methods to get more medication, shit, at times i don’t care what the substance is as long as it STOPS THIS FUCKING PAIN….
Using a phone to write, with swipe, the gentlest of touches and already it feels like my lower arm is going to explode.
Sweating like a 40stn man who suffers with the world’s worst BO, body filled with those nasty, toxic peppers with the warning sign yelling “DO NOT TOUCH, DEATH WILL FOLLOW SWIFTLY”, who’s sitting in his first ever sauna, on FULL HEAT.
Man, im really pissed off, iv even been listening The Smiths again, that’s a dangerous trend.
Hospital help me ..
Posted: September 14, 2013 in satire, sarcasm
Tags: addiction, Bones, Breakdown, Depression, Fractured, fucking pain, Hospital, Non Fiction, opiates, Pain, PAINFUL, sad, True
Bouncing Boob’s because I’m bored as Bilbo Baggins borrowing a bloody brainy book, banging the butchers bitch with my brilliant big boom boom Bwayna, before becoming bewildered, bewitched, befuddled with a broom between my Buick’s buttocks.
Barry Blighty, bloody bastard bumbaclot bright blood boo OO for BELGIUM.
MAN I’M BORED. .
Posted: September 11, 2013 in satire, sarcasm
Tags: bored, but tastes good so fuck it, meat is murder, Morrissey, NSA, photograph