Monthly Archives: January 2019
To buy a single bed is to publically admit you don’t have a sex life, and that you don’t envisage having one in the near or distant future
Everything is copy
Aren’t I a wonderful person
I am both the commodity and the consumer
I imagined that she was going to feel some sort of guilt, remorse; not at all; she’d forgotten by the next morning
It is not easy to deal scientifically with feelings
Be easy, there ain’t nothing worth stealing here
In a village voice review it said that here’s someone who writes pop songs about making the most of what you’ve got – you ‘make do’ with a relationship
Has anybody seen my love?
My life is a hashtag 