I want to run away. Run. Run far. Run far and never look back. I don’t care what I would leave behind. I would pack everything what I need and leave simply. Walk away and don’t even say goodbye.

This is crazy. I don’t know what I want besides this. I don’t finish things. Ever. It’s a miracle even that I have finished highschool. And fuck you. I want to write it without hyphen or in two parts. It is highschool for me. Suck it. Deal with it.

I don’t even know what I have written last time. I just use my journal. Always. It is more vintage and more personal. But the more I feel alone the more I feel to write a blog article. Not as if anyone would care.

I did have some plans. I turned out to be too impulsive to bring them through. Fuck this shit. I don’t need it. I want to do what I like, this job, without all the annoying shit which is given to me by my boss. That I should quit. He says it all the time. He makes me socially naked. Wants me to quit every kind of normal, social relationship I have. Even the one with my family. Who the fuck he thinks he is? Who? I’m going. Fuck it. Leaving town. The continent. The planet. Shit I just got really annoyed and frustrated and depressed and lazy as shit.

Good bye.


About yorkketchikan

I'm just a boy from Europe, as i was told. I'm young, but not for so far, it's not fair -i know it. This isn't my native language, but i'm trying. Started this one for no better purposes than writing in English, because lots of things come to my mind at first in English, sometimes it's disturbing, sometimes not. I love books, rather said: fond of them. I'm not alike anyone else, maybe this is the main problem, not following the mainstream.... If you corner me, I will come out swinging, taking you with me to the seventh hell of the seventh hell. View all posts by yorkketchikan

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