nostalgia and shitty poetry...
remember that one nick?
Sometimes I think its all I ever record... but its a new year an another new opportunity to begin writing again.
here we go:

I haven't written, haven't written since it all went to shit:
on the miscarraige I don't have much to say except that it was probably the saddest thing thats ever happened to me and its shockwaves will be felt on into eternity.
I remember when I was little my mother had a miscarraige. For some reason she showed it to me, I remember thinking it was good for her. Who wanted to have a kid with Don anyway? I wish I'd never been that ignorant.