So I'm back on here again, not sure where else to write any of this anymore, I'm having all my little places taken away from me slowly and surely.

Anyone who watches my other account will know I'm up and down like a yoyo these days, now to be fair I've always been like this but after spending time in an asylum i now how to recognise it and I do not want. I hate being a mess.

This hopefully will result in more poetry, maybe some prose who knows, I'm half considering putting my hospital journal entries up on here as prose, it's out of the way and few people look and to be fair I care not about bearing my soul anymore, it's ruined and spoiled so why not share the mess, spread it around a little.

We'll see how it all goes over the next few days.