If you asked
My reply would be “Always am and always will be”. Because my reply has always been “Always am and always will be”. Always.
My reply would be “Always am and always will be”. Because my reply has always been “Always am and always will be”. Always.
I think these are probably the reasons why I am writing here again all of a sudden, but I’m not sure. I’m not sure of anything right now, to be honest, apart from the fact that I seem to have a ball of bile and hatred screwed up inside me, which I’m unable to expel […]
Happy Christmas, An Unreliable Witness. Happy Holidays, if you don’t do Christmas. Happy Midwinter Festivity if you don’t do Christmas or Holidays or I Don’t Know Whatever Other People Do At This Time Of Year. Resolution for 2013: erase all traces of this fucking site from the internet. I really must stop doing this, whatever this […]
I was looking at my elbows. One too many skids along the floor. Skin condition and hard impact equals a distinct resemblance to sides of rare-cooked meat, badly sliced with a blunted knife, gathering dried blood along their many ragged ridges. Now eaten away. Now eaten. The natives were clearly starving and grabbed for any […]
the life you live and the lessons you learn from it the life you live and the lessons you learn from it the life you live and the lessons you learn from it the life you live and the lessons you learn from it the life you live and the lessons you learn from it […]
Do you have that disease? Do you have that raging poison in your veins? Will you give it to me? Will you bestow your dreadful illness upon this feeble mind and body? Will you course through my bloodstream? Will you beat me into submission? Will you fuck me into obliteration rather than simple oblivion? Will […]
Hello. I have been thinking about trying to write here again. Or just write. Anywhere. But I am not sure. Not sure. Yet. So. How have you been? I hope you have been well. I have been. I have been somewhere. Things have happened. Other things have not happened. And other things have happened in […]
They say that I need a plan. Whoever they are. I say that I have a plan. A twelve-step plan, I say. They ask if I am an alcoholic. I reconsider my reply. They say that I need a plan. Whoever they are. I say that plans are for careerist swine, for capitalist scum, for faceless […]
Turn left. She is all politeness, but laced with the venom of palpable menace. Turn left. Don’t want to. You can’t make me. Turn left. But I prefer the river. You can’t. You can’t go in the river. Why not? I could be quite the most expert of drowners. I could suck up city effluent […]
I am certain that there are purists amongst our number who will tell me, authoritatively and with an enviable certainty in their unwavering voice, that white is not a colour. As such, not a colour. Whatever it may be then, the perfection of it irks me, annoys me, makes me shift uncomfortably in my blotchy, […]
You get methodical. Get yourself a methodology. Packet open. Always read the label. Strip pulled from packet. Read the label again, just to double check. Try and remember. How did you used to do this? You know? Before? The label will say, the label will tell you, the label will keep you coldly informed. So read. […]
I let the angels and devils fight it out. Perched on opposing shoulders, facing each other across the cavern of my confused and rapidly evacuating mind, they pull the split strands of my hair and pinch my earlobes, bite my neck and dig their fingernails into my flesh. I flinch as they kick me repeatedly […]
Don’t look back. You only end up getting a pain in the neck from all that craning. I don’t remember much of what happened before June, to be honest. I remember meeting two people with whom I instantly clicked — and as is the traditional way, with whom I quickly decided I simply had to […]
That is undoubtedly the best blog post title ever, as I’m sure you’ll agree. It’s just so eloquent, exciting, dramatic, committed. It makes you want to read the words that follow. It makes you drool with anticipation, in a way that your elderly aunt’s offer of yet another sodding mince pie no longer can. Doesn’t […]