Wednesday 15 June 2011

I came home after work to an empty flat again. I waited about an hour or so before I decided to go down to the police station where I filed a missing persons report. They told me they’d start looking for him immediately. I’m racked with guilt, so I decided to try killing it off by drowning it in alcohol. So far it’s not working.                                                                                                                        S̥͚͍ͭ̉͑ͣͪ̏̌͟o far it's n̊̍ͨͤ̅oͣ̀̓̋̑t͇͚̮͒͑ͮ̾̂͑̍͝ working.
So̢̪̞̫͈̝͙̥̓̽̔̚ far̢̺͚̠̥̆̆̍ it's̼̹̠̞̭ͨͥ͋͂ͫ̚ not͕̖̪ͭ͠ͅ worki̶̟̟̭ͥ̔͂n̟̠͕͔̩̠̣͐̅̇g̬̘̯̹̺̈́ͮͅ.̦̲̪͍̯̗̌ͤ̐.
S̜̯͍͈̗̒̈́͞o̸̤ͬ ͎̬̯f̟͙̜̦̦͙ͦa̮͕͉̘̙̹̥̅̀r̠ͦͩ ̵̼͚̾ͤͮ̃̇i̯̖͕̺̊ͯ̇ť̲̖̹͖̖̃ͤ̈́ͫ'̸̗̬̦̊̍͛͛ͪṡ̘̯̺̮̭ͭ ̢̃ͮn̫̤͈̰̓o̫͕̬̗͈̳̼͠t̃͂̿̄̍ͯ ̹̤̠́ͮ͑̽ͪ͠w̲̆̅o͋͑҉̟r̒͗ͣ̃́k̤í̧̫̭͕̫̤̤̈́ͅn͔̲̜̤̪̬͉ͣģ͙̰̻̲̯͔̆ͦ̽̔.̢͎͎̯̤̺͌́
Sͫ̏ͯ̍ͣ͏͚̬̯̫͖͔̜̀o̠͚̮͑ ̶͚̎̐͂f̵̧̗͈̱̗̤̫̐̈́̎̈́̄̀̀ả̧̟̖͖͢ͅr̵̸̼̝͙͎̯ͨͬ͋͂̄ͫ ̢͈̱̭͔̼͕̿̍̇ͬį̵̰̰͕͎͔̇̈́̇͊̉̊t̴̡̧̬̙͒̄̓͌'̵̧͓̤͍̠͈̅̓̊͆s̲͉̺̲̯̥͙̬̈̄̓͂ͨ̊́̚̕͟ ̛̠͇͓̰ͥ̓̊ͩ͌̐͛̄n̡̲̰ͦ̂̈́ͣͣͬo̧̢̤̤̹̲̞̝̤̫̦ͬ͌t̵̲̲̰͚̞͇̭̱͗̀͝ ̴́ͤ̌͏̹͍̲͓͚̖w͖̬̠̲̉̀͒̇͞ͅo̴͎͎͇̥̖̮̮̽ͪ̆̽̂̆͌ͮ̀͟ͅr̰͙̟͊ͨ͢͝k̸̭͙͔̒̈̍̉ͣ͑́̈́ͤi̴̦͔͚̜̥̦̇ͧͨ̓̈́͗̇̂ͭ͝n̺̻̓͌͗̋͑͆͘ģ͍̱̗̦̇͗͗̀ͧ̈ͩ͟͞.̸̡̝̰̭ͤ̈́ͦͬ̅̇ͮ͠

S̵͍̦̳̻̻̠͆̓̎ͨ̀͟ȍ̷͉̘̗̳͚͕̰̺̻̙͖̦̟̺ͥͪ̊̑̏̿ͯͭ̕ͅͅͅ ̨̧͙̻̪̰̩͉͚̯̰̞͙̮͍ͯ̋̿̊͂͐ͭ͐̚͠͞f̡̪͖͇͚̺͔̮̥͚̺͖̬̤̱̱̝͋̽̓͌ͣ̀̓ͤ͐ͮ͛̌̏͐́͟͞a̷̵͇̩̱͍̮̬͉͚̘̳͙̲͎̟͎̬͖͐͛̐̾̕͝r̷̩͚̖̩̗̜͓̳͖͍̮͓̟̲ͨ͌̋ͨ̓̆ͤ͑̏̄̐ͮ̔̊͌͘ ̨̨͕̯̤̲ͬ̀̊́͆ͦ̽͘ï̢͊̿̇͊͏̵̰̫̖͔͕̮̺̭̗̥̣͓̺̬̫ͅt̘̳̦͕͚͓̺̫͓͙͙ͧͮ̓̅̃̿ͯ̂ͣͧ̽͢͠͠'̛̓̅̊̐̈́̔ͥ͐ͪͦͭ̓͛ͭ̋̍͆͟͏͔̝͙͈̙͍̜̩̫̩͍̜͔͖͝ͅs͖͈͇͙̞͎̩͓̃ͪ̑̏͗͌ͤ͌̈́͜ ̨̛̞̙̯̦̟̜̥̹̲͂ͭ̑̔͐̿͂̾̾͋̇̉͐̈́͂ͣ͗̽ͅn̸̢̩̹̙̤̗̳͎̰̻͐̀ͣ̄̊ͪ̀͝o̜̘͙̝͚̥̤̼̩͎̹̻̱̦̙̪͙̠͛͑̂͂ͮ̉͊̑͠ͅt̵̢̥͇̹̺̖͇̦̟̩̮͂͛ͤ̅́͠ͅͅ ̴̧͑̒ͤͥ̑̽̉̇ͪͪ̑͗ͥͭ̎̍ͭ̈́̓͝͏̰͓͈͙̹̟̠̤̯̰͍̮̝̘͈̼̙w̴̧̨̗̠̪̼̦̬͖ͮ̂͛̑̀̈́̓͆̊͘͘ͅǫ̨̓̿ͪ̓̉̚҉̰͚͓̻̜̭̰͎̭͔̺͉͚̜r̵̸̮̦̖͈̖̞̤͖̂̅͑k̸̖͕̭̥͓͍̼̱̙̞̦̬̭̖ͨ̅͋̆̊̈́ͪ̕ͅi̶̠̥̲͈̝̰̤̟̳̒ͣ̌͑ͬ̈́ͩ̄̆͗ͪ͆ͭ͑͂ͧ̈͝ͅn̸̶̅ͩ̓ͣͬͪ͒҉̤̥͖̦̬̭̤͈̬̘̲̺̖̟̫̹͓g̢͆ͨͫ̔͞҉̸͕̼̜̗͖̘͈͘.̴̧̡̛̰̼̮̯͉͚̯͈̣ͫͫͣ̓͘ͅ