The life and times of Pee-Wee.

Dayum.

Random rant!

Today has just zoomed by and I’ve filled it by doing sweet fuck all. Stuck in a dead end town, surrounded by dead end people, whish is then surrounded by a corrupt town council.

All in all, Louth - Lincolnshire is never going to amount to fucking ANYTHING!

Sick of the shit weather when summer is supposed to be approaching, sick of being un-employed, sick of this town all together as a fucking whole.

I stare out the window at the rain and can’t help but think ‘what’s the point’. You try so hard in this place but it never seems to get you anywhere. Louth is just a big fucking fail.

Anyone have any ideas on where to move to? I may just save up and go backpacking across Europe or something!? <3

mudwerks:

(via Des sculptures en plastique | La boite verte)

Fredrik Raddum crée ces sculptures amusantes en plastique.

Fucking awesome tatt’. <3

(via eskimohug)

A genuine hero, a man of the people. A true Revolutionary.

"Silence is argument carried out by other means."

Che Guevara

Another day, another loss of dollar.

Another bank holiday weekend leaves me completely flat broke. Which then leaves me with one question - “Why?”, Why do I insist on wasting money in a town which is about as exciting as an episode of The Magic Roundabout.

Drinking may seem like it solves my life’s current issues of being un-employed, single and living in what’s essentially a ghost town with nothing going for itself. In the end however, I wake up the next day and feel like the weight of the world is on my chest for that brief moment.

So many issues in this town, but I suppose that’s what I’m trying to get at, everybody in the world has issues. And there is certainly people out there a HELL of a lot worse off than I am. So most the time, you just gotta ride the storm…

What doesn’t kill you can only make you stronger I suppose… <3

Just a photo of me that’s been pissed about with.

"The revolution is not an apple that falls when it is ripe. You have to make it fall."

Che Guevara