Still.
Still.
And here.
I listened to Naomi again.
So long. So ago.
After all this. The time. This time.
I AM HERE. I shout.ishout.

Count those zeroes, count those stories.

Frozen here, years.

I didn't choose. You made the mistake. And here. It is, what it is.

But now.

I feel like I've died      again again again. 

I'm still here. Like I have always been ( Read more... )

I've texted her several times today ( Read more... )

I just drank through a box of wine.

I'm watching unicorn_killa playing with her nipples.

It's been so long. Hasn't it?

We recently lost some great people. Robin Williams. I will miss you. But mostly I will forget ( Read more... )

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Single malts and stupid films
Sharp words inside love talk
Dark moments and angry looks
Pushing and giving inside pillows and funerals
Shaking heads and right minds
Meal tickets and Tick itches
Outhouses and all the nice men

You can't argue with me. I don't falter ( Read more... )

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I went to the cinema on my own this afternoon. I took Monday (yesterday) off to spend with Aoife. I drove her to the airport and kissed her goodbye until the 30th. I actually got home around the same time as when she landed back in Ireland. Funny, as she travels over 15 times the distance. The M25 was a nightmare, even on a late Monday evening. ( Read more... )