Tag Archives: running away
fences.
friday night i dressed up. i was someone else for the evening. smiling, happy, laughing, dancing. red belt. red cloak. red hair. wednesday night i ran in the rain. two and a half hours. two and a half hours. the … Continue reading
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mushrooms.
so i started crying. i didn’t do well enough. i didn’t meet your standards. well fuck you. fuck you all. i’m fed up and i don’t give a fuck. you don’t care and i don’t give a fuck. you lie … Continue reading
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teapot.
so i didn’t go and see the film. i didn’t go to the party. not either of them. i haven’t left the house. i keep wandering round the garden. i’m so restless. i need to keep streching my legs. i’m … Continue reading
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clotted cream.
floral shirt. rowing boat. cream tea. it was good. today was good. the river. peaceful, quiet, still, idyllic. willow is my favourite tree. willow is my favourite name. willow is my favourite. the way the branches just fall downwards. just … Continue reading
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twitches.
dog’s curled up on the other sofa. twitching and shaking as he has a bad dream. i twitch and shake. am i in a bad dream? i can’t sleep. i can never sleep. i’m scared to dream. i know it’ll … Continue reading
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