I joined the army. I don’t know what army, and I don’t know why I signed up. At the time, the excitement, the buzz and rush of adrenalin, of fighting was at the front of my mind. I wanted to kill more than my friends, because this was what we were told to do.
Collapsing to the floor like a lead weight, my body pulses and starts to vibrate. I crawl around, like a dog trying to find a scent, until my backside is flat on the ground, my knees tucked up underneath my chin like archways; I stare beyond, and...
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My head is spinning. I feel sick with hatred and anger. I feel guilt, and it’s sickening. I’m tired, feeling weak, but it seems I can’t close my eyes. Everytime I try to sleep, I see the faces of dead corpses staring back at me, forcing me to remain awake and think about the pain again.
What started off as an idea for a film, an unoriginal one at that, has ended up me reliving some of the worst moments in my life, or at least, an imaginary version of the worst moments. How can you go to sleep, when all...
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I hate Bryan Adams. I think he’s crap. OK, I lie, I may, secretly like a few songs, ah come on, everyone has bad songs they like, no matter what they say. I bet everyone that reads this likes Bare Necessities or the Cookie Monster song. Don’t llie you bastards! I seen you swinging that arse.
Sleeping didn’t occur until around, I would say, 6 or 7 in the morning. I thought it was Sunday when I woke up, but it is in fact Saturday. I’m paranoid and petrified about time at the moment. I have no idea of it, what...
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