I was originally going to write a 'top five worst people I've lived with' but I got to 1200 words about Anne and realised she was going to have to have her own post. That wasn't even everything but I just can't waste any more time thinking about her. Just thinking about her makes me … Continue reading Hippies and hermits and sociopaths – oh my!
Allow me to skip ahead slightly. I need to tell you about the people I lived with in Norfolk, but first let me tell you about someone even worse. When I first moved to Newcastle, I slept on my friend's sofa for a few nights. Well, that's where I was meant to be sleeping - … Continue reading Warning signs
People keep commending me for my honesty. Please understand that I don't particularly want to be this honest. I wish I could just pretend that none of it happened. All I'm really doing is controlling the narrative. You can't hold anything over me if I've already blabbed all my own secrets. I can control what … Continue reading Singing like a canary
Jealousy is an unsustainable state, yet the feelings that cause it feed on themselves - and each other - to constantly bring that state into consciousness. I say it's unsustainable; it can be sustained but it will drive you fucking crazy. It's an ambivalent emotion. It's very passive-aggressive. It's the inner turmoil between being deeply … Continue reading Mastering the green-eyed demons
The truth is that I could die tomorrow and my legacy would be a pile of illegible notebooks. I often wonder if someone would take them and do something useful with them. Probably not. They don't look particularly important. But they are. They're important to me, at least. Because they are me. They mean everything … Continue reading Self-phenakism