Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress
Gone-13.12.22
Why is it so fucking hard to love me
Don’t matter
I am gone
Been
Flying, fighting, laughing
So long
even mum thinks
I am gone
Fucked thought you
Were someone else
Someone
Gone
Love, I am
Gone
Gone: no longer present; departed. 2)exhilarated state, through music, drugs, or love 3) something very good or quite desirable (sic Kerouac)
I am gone
Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress
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