Now_And_Then
If I am no good , then let me out
- Jun 30, 2019
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This is a random and heart felt post that none of you guys will get , but I am posting it here as things have come to a head and I know the time is coming near
My early child hood is like an innocent and magical little bubble in my mind , that can not be tainted . Some thing went wrong with me , but if my family just let me go and forget about me . Please
What the absolute hell
St George's Cathedral Primary school for me holds a fierce and magical nostalgic happy feeling in my heart . After I left you St George's , the world has turned me over and confused me
There are quite a lot of St George's Primary schools in the world , but there is only one St George's Cathedral Primary school
The feeling it puts in my heart from that time (mid 80's to t he early 90's ) is so magical that it would cure all mental ilnneses if every one could feel it . How can I forget the black door down stairs with lots off scratches on it . The rumour that a black hooded Nun resided there . Obviously a kids folk tale , but was fun , ha
Mrs Simpson taking us to the Weald and Down land museum to see genuine Tudor houses . Taking is to Vauxhall City Farm , the model village . Taking us to see her son do ballet dancing . She was so strict that we would suit our selves before we left our homes to go to school , but she was kind hearted at the same time
Mrs Simpson stapling is to the class walls via our jumpers when we were naughty
. Making us do 500 lines for nothing . It was magical I tell you
I got baptised / christened in the cathedral next to that school and life has now abused that magic
I am going to leave this world . I am a mess . I don't want anybine to remember me . I just want to not exist any more . My pain is real
I just want to put every thing right, give my self up, give everyone everything and then just leave . I owe it to life
I apologise guys for this weird , boring and random post . But as you can see from my other threads , I am truly feeling it right now
Forgive me innocence for what ever wrong I did
My early child hood is like an innocent and magical little bubble in my mind , that can not be tainted . Some thing went wrong with me , but if my family just let me go and forget about me . Please
What the absolute hell
St George's Cathedral Primary school for me holds a fierce and magical nostalgic happy feeling in my heart . After I left you St George's , the world has turned me over and confused me
There are quite a lot of St George's Primary schools in the world , but there is only one St George's Cathedral Primary school
The feeling it puts in my heart from that time (mid 80's to t he early 90's ) is so magical that it would cure all mental ilnneses if every one could feel it . How can I forget the black door down stairs with lots off scratches on it . The rumour that a black hooded Nun resided there . Obviously a kids folk tale , but was fun , ha
Mrs Simpson taking us to the Weald and Down land museum to see genuine Tudor houses . Taking is to Vauxhall City Farm , the model village . Taking us to see her son do ballet dancing . She was so strict that we would suit our selves before we left our homes to go to school , but she was kind hearted at the same time
Mrs Simpson stapling is to the class walls via our jumpers when we were naughty
. Making us do 500 lines for nothing . It was magical I tell you
I got baptised / christened in the cathedral next to that school and life has now abused that magic
I am going to leave this world . I am a mess . I don't want anybine to remember me . I just want to not exist any more . My pain is real
I just want to put every thing right, give my self up, give everyone everything and then just leave . I owe it to life
I apologise guys for this weird , boring and random post . But as you can see from my other threads , I am truly feeling it right now
Forgive me innocence for what ever wrong I did
