Freedom looks like too many choices
Author Archives: nails
You could see a heartbroken man
Something happened on the day he died / Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside
You can’t influence the masses
What if nobody was listening or paying attention?
A very intense friend illness with nothing behind the eyes
Lost and wasted
Treatonomics
All that bullshit conversation, baby can’t you read the signs
My boyfriend’s such a Patrick Bateman
My life is a hashtag 