Breaking The Silence

So here i am, I'm writing. I've been quiet, for me. I have good reasons, one being that it's been really difficult to get anything done of late including writing something online, the other one is that things fucking suck, and there's not much more to say about it than they fucking suck. Well there is a lot to say about it, but I will, in my usual style, allude and be vague and not say anything at all while saying a lot. I think that's how it goes. Last month sucked. It sucked as months usually do, boredom, hardship, shit just not working out, again. And then a big event happened, a momentous devastating occasion in the life of a person that I had a weirdly inadequate reaction to, but I think I was affected, anyway it drops the level of October considerably. The events of this month, have been less overwhelming in the overall scheme of things, but the shit that started off the month (actually occurring on the last of the last, October 31, Halloween all Saint's Eve Samhain etc)happened is of a kind to affect me personally much more, and being the unfeeling, selfish sort that I am, has pissed me off much more. And it just got worse. So shit sucks, everything simple, boring but necessary is such a fucking hassle to do and it doesn't get anything done it's just a big pain in the ass. And I don't get anything done. Day after day the same, I wait and wait and rush and wait and find out.. nothing. Not a sausage, nothing knew, not good news anyway, just more of the same shit, slowly descending from it's already considerable descent. So shit sucks, and I'm considerably vexed by it all.