Some time ago, in a former life. Well, at least in the formative stages of my current state of existance. I was told that I was a "good stick." The conviction and emotion in his voice (hand on shoulder, shouting over nightclub drone) made the background fade to black. Him and I sharing something beautiful. I didn't quite understand what he meant at ( Read more... )

Oh livejournal, sweet livejournal. how I have neglected you ( Read more... )

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It’s kind of an odd type of feeling. That slow, organic process of remembering events from the night before. Slight echoes of sensation condensing into places, people and actions. Feeling meta-morphing from the hazy beyond into what was once a stomach, now an empty space in need of a kebab ( Read more... )

There must be more to life than this. Going out every other night. Too much sex, too many drugs, too much booze. Doing whatever it takes to drag together the money to do it all over again ( Read more... )

Here is a poem I wrote about a year back and randomly came across lying amidst my notes ( Read more... )

So here I am. Again. In Tamworth ( Read more... )

After a pill and copious amounts of alcohol last night, I thought it would be a great idea to try G. Then again, after a pill and copious amounts of alcohol almost everything feels like a good idea ( Read more... )

If only I could write here what i have been upto ( Read more... )

I found out today that jon (jerkbox) was hospitalised last night with a fractured skull, broken knee, nose and various other injuries ( Read more... )