Anyone who signs their name like this:
(¸.·´ (¸.·´ .·´ ¸¸.·¨¯`Megan
And is over the age of five. Assess your life.
I would. Wish it. All away.
Thought i’d. Lose you.
Just one day.
My hands have taught me terrible things.
His hands have set me free.
Hence why i’ve not been using tumblr.
But as a quick update, work is good, old friends are starting to come back to me, which is strange.
And I started writing a new comedy called “Warehouse”.
Which, you guessed it, is about people in the warehousing environment.
I might share parts of it at some point.
It’s not like you’ve killed someone.
It’s not like you drove, a spiteful spear into his side.
Praise the one who left you broken down and paralysed.
He did it all for you.
All the time…
Also my girlfriend now has tumblr so god dommit she can see my thoughts.