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Author Archives: nails
It happened at the time maaaaannnnnnnn
her husband gives her a hug, he’s pretty sure that’s the required gesture at this point. Astird looks pale and weak so he decides that a cup of tea with sugar might be the correct next step, and shuffles off to the kitchen in his long johns to make it, failing to see that his wife finds herself in the middle of a storm
Inducing paranoia
No, he doesn’t hear. Nothing will reach manie again. Although he lies at the middle of the scence, none of it exists for him, not the hosptial, the bed, the curtain, his son, and certainly not the words that are being spoken to him, they are not where he is. Though where he is is harder to describe
Everything’s become ‘it’s about me’
Something in me cares, he’s astonished to discover
Life is so much more rewarding if you strive for something, rather than take what’s given to you on a plate
Stealth wealth
Kids on crack
My life is a hashtag 