I can dance in the shower with my tits swaying back and forth if I want to, and I can climb these god damn walls if I want to! didn't your mother ever tell you, rules, are meant to be broken? and if my soul is half-destroyed then there's nothing wrong with continuing to destroy … Continue reading Tits
You abused me till it became amusing, time-consuming, hopelessly bruised, and that's when it hit me. You left me I had no control just some post stick notes on the bedroom wall, and that's when it hit me. You consumed me till I could no longer see, forgetting how to swim, you all … Continue reading that’s when it hit me
Its difficult to adjust to changes, changes never gave us time. and life never gave us patience, I know that you dont believe, but your broken soul will heal, amongst the ray of sun, along the cocktail of sunflower yellow, it will lift you out, and my … Continue reading Broken Butterfly
and although I hate it, when will we start living again? just so I can have a feud with the bin men. so, I can climb on a stinking bus again, have the glares off tutting wed up and well looked after mothers, times where the pram keeps falling from … Continue reading and although I hate it
I am purposely picky and some times I draw out faults, that aren't there but I am scared. and I dont know what else to think, its confusing and time consuming and sometimes I wish my thoughts would just STOP. I am purposely picky because I dont want to get hurt, it takes too … Continue reading purposely picky
excuses and stories are a way for your mind to escape the truths and the tales, and your scared your fucking frightened, but you shouldn't be if only you could trust in me.
It's like ecstasy running through me heartbeat thumping through my ears, thrilling breathless at the slightest bit of danger turns me on makes it right my mind with so many channels to pick and decide and doors to open exciting, fun breathless, my chest hurts from happy bursts of joy from inside me.
Out of grief came love and out of love fell grief who knew that being human would be so hard to be into heaven grew time and time was the key.
I think the state of everything just makes us all want to scream, 'Give me a break!', we had the worst election turn out in the winter in the UK. Austerity growing increasingly worse, people struggling for basic needs and in the heart of all this we now have a virus pandemic. The many people … Continue reading Give me a break.
Dear Reader, It’s Thursday March 26th, 2020 and on Monday the UK issued ‘lock down’ for 3 weeks, which could be longer, no one really knows, because of a new strain of virus called Covid-19. This has been the most significant global emergency since the world war. Many people have been panic … Continue reading My letter in the new book ‘for you’
A long time, A long time, A long time, That took a long time, And it's put me off, Doing that again, Couldn't even remain friends, So much hurt, It's been a long time. I feel the climbing I've been doing, My muscles straining, I know I'm almost at the goal, No turning back now, … Continue reading A long time.
I should probably go out But I don’t feel there’s anywhere to go That I belong And I did this once or twice before Then I had people knocking at the door All I’d give is to be alone But at the same time to be at the other end of your phone Just so … Continue reading Rubber ball