Acceptable In The 80’s

Not just acceptable, but the whole damn fucking point of the 80’s. Sadly, I was not yet alive when those great beasts that we now call the New Romantics roamed the earth but I can say with the utmost confidence that if you were alive in the 80’s and you didn’t look like David Bowie or Simon Le Bon while you were snorting coke off a hooker’s ass then you really weren’t doing the 80’s as they were meant to be done.


So, here we are again. It’s been two years and three months since I first started this and I’ve barely done it at all for the last eighteen months so it’s about time I change that. I’ve recently been broken up with but I suppose for a good reason at least. There’s no hatred, no bad intention and no angerĀ at all really. The situation itself is simply that two people want different things and have different values, that’s not something to hate someone for really that’s just an unfortunate result of life. It seems strangeĀ to explain but that’s just the way it is and there’s nothing I or anyone else can do about it. I’m a twenty-two year old person who needs to focus his attention on himself as opposed to a partner for the first time in his life, I’ll stay as I am and instead of spending time trying to be what someone wants me to be and do what will make them happy, I’ll be selfish and look after myself for a change. It’ll be interesting to see where this’ll take me.