Day Zero creeps closer
Author Archives: nails
Antons death is his, but somehow his suicide is hers, she can feel it already. That’s how other people will see it, that’s how they’ll see her. She will always be the woman who married the man who killed himself, and who knows, perhaps drove him to it
Lots of midlife crisis bits- by the brother and his wife
Here comes the sun, little darling
It’s true, i’ve wasted my life. Fifty years old, half a century, and he’s never going to do any of the things he was once certain he would do. Not read the classics at a famous university or learnt a foreign language or travelled the world or marry a woman he loves. Not hold real power in his hands. Not going to bend fate to his will. Not even going to finish his novel, because, let’s contine to be honest, after nearly twenty years he hasn’t really started it. Not ever going to do much of anything
I have wasted my life
We have no privacy
Impulse control
Rough housing
I don’t know how. problem. survive
My life is a hashtag 