more french shit - no need to read, it s all about negative merde

I hate french keyboards

I hate french sugar, cakes, biscuits; chocolates, bread, cheese*

I hate myself french

quick back to England where I actually feel sane



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France drives me mad

I wonder if it is the same france that drove my father mad

Or is it something else

maybe i should dig the garden and look for those bones of the heretic times
¨Poor SOUssis
Poor misery
poor hard life
Poor suffering
poor cows, now there are only 7 left
poor all those that have to be there and eat all this cheese and bread and sugar and white flour and chocolates and argh I want to kill that facebook again

hold me back or I will kill it

Facebook reminds me my difficulty with others and brings back guilt; inadequacy; feelings of obligations; feeling like a human being in prison

*Shall I kill my facebook again and get rid of all the people that i dont really know nor care about on it
It would make me feel better
I wish i actually liked people

it's the sugar overdose
I tell you; it s the sugar overdose

Maybe i need to go and write a little piece again

and not allow guilt to take it away from me

I will kill facebook