I'm still alive

...sort of.

I've not been on for a while and I'm terrible bored so I thought I'd try and update you all. The only problem is not alot is happening in my life at the moment so there's not alot to update you on.
I certainly haven't lost any weight although I have had a weirdly decreased appetite for no apparent reason.

I got fired. Apparently I'm too moody and my personal issues outside work are getting in the way of me doing my job. I'm pissed off for one saturday and I get fired. Typical.

So now my mum wants me to get another job and I'm like yeah sure. Of course she has no idea that I have absolutely no intention of getting another job any time soon.

I don't see the point. They're just going to decide they don't like me as a person and that I'm too moody and fire me...again.

That's the first time I've ever been fired and I definitely didn't like it.

Once again I'm being sucked into my story and it's depressing that it's just that...a story.

I wish I could go be in that world instead of this one.

I cannot even begin to explain how much I despise this world.

I might be getting a tattoo, it's my last pay day so I'm going to go see how much the design I want will cost and if I have enough my mum said I could get it done.
I'm gonna get a story related one, so people will probably be like what the fuck's that but I don't care. It's my tattoo, for me not them.

I've been working on my story for pretty much five days straight. It's going really well.

That's now my job. I've decided. Fuck everything else, I don't give a shit. I don't like this world so I'm not going to live in it.
I'm going to write stories for a living, stories in different worlds.

Loads of people do it so why the fuck shouldn't I?

I hate that it's not real. I've been thinking of death alot recently, but I can't stand the thought of not finishing my stories. When I've finished them all, then I can sleep that sleep you don't get up from.

Wish me luck.

xXx