I don't think anyone could forget the first time they broke someone's jaw- that feeling of dislocation between your knuckles is a feeling that's unforgettable.

It's been 10 years now since that and I still feel it- it feels wrong but at the same time when someone deserves the pain...they need it.

I fucking hate people. Full stop.

Lost trust in them years ago, never again will anyone get the better of me.

They can call me whatever they want, hurt me, but I won't stand for bullshit towards my family...

My friends, if I had any.

Or someone I.. might Love.

I've fucked up once and it landed us in too much trouble, this move over the bridge might be the fresh start my parents need.

I don't plan to make friends or fall in love again.

I just want to be able to get on with my life.

Whatever I end up being or doing, I just want to be left alone.