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Barry Nicholas
Scorpio, 18 November

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Wednesday, July 04, 2012, 2:47 AM
In between nowhere, is still somewhere

Days and nights just pass by. Dates don't matter and are just another number on the calender. You wake up each day wondering what its going to be like later, and sleep at night wishing you were someone else. Even right now as i sit in bed with my lap top i don't understand what i'm doing updating this dead blog. It doesn't ease any of the pain, doesn't take away the facts. Sometimes i just wish that life would take me away, maybe kill me in an accident while i'm riding. And although i know its a selfish wish, to know that your parents and the people that care for you will be so lost. I think everyone just wants to be missed that badly. 


Fuck all that positive talk, tomorrow will be a better day. There's more to life then this. Work towards being happy. Fuck this shit. Fuck it. I wanna wallow in sorrow, sink into voids of empty thoughts and do nothing each and every fucking day just thinking of how screwed up all this is. I want people to know, how painful it is crying.


How the gut hurts and churns, how you can't control the tears. How everything you look at reminds you that you have a heart. The fear of living another damned day knowing people have the power to hurt you. Tell me. Tell me how do i survive through this. I don't want to live like this. 


If you're up there. If you're really watching us go according to your plan. Take me away, i beg of you. Cradle me in your arms and tell me everything is going to be fine from now on. I can't do this anymore.




So i'm going home
Back to the place where I belong
Where your love has always been enough for me
No i'm not running from, no i think you've got me all wrong
I don't regret this life that you've chose for me
But these places and faces are getting old
I said these places and faces are getting old
So i'm going home.