I didn't think i'd be so calm when my father had his hands wrapped around my throat. I think he was surprised that I fought back. Shocker innit.
Guess it becomes a reflex when you spend your childhood watching your mother having the shit kicked out of her by the man she loves. I don't know what it is but apparently everyone thinks they've got the right to put their hands on me. This is very untrue. I'll give just as good as I get.
The sense of calm that I've got washing over me might have something to do with the gin I just downed.
She reckons I had it coming & now need to "go for a walk & calm down" Like fuck I am.
Trust man, broken in seconds.
Saturday, 1 May 2010
Sunday, 11 April 2010
It's not as if i don't know how the story ends but something in me longs & wishes that I could change the hand that was delt...
... to the star crossed lovers as they have been known. If at the close of the greatest love story ever told the lovers lie dead...
what hope can be spared for the rest of us? Together in death is almost not together at all.
does that make us better off dead if we are not free to love & be loved back just as fiercely?
fuck knows, i'm going to sleep.
in other news, i've run out of fags.
... to the star crossed lovers as they have been known. If at the close of the greatest love story ever told the lovers lie dead...
what hope can be spared for the rest of us? Together in death is almost not together at all.
does that make us better off dead if we are not free to love & be loved back just as fiercely?
fuck knows, i'm going to sleep.
in other news, i've run out of fags.
Saturday, 20 March 2010
Sunday, 15 November 2009
Thursday, 12 November 2009
Thursday, 29 October 2009
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